Wow. Being engaged for 18 months is insanely long for someone who likes to plan things. Granted, were just over the 1 year mark for being engaged, but we still have 8.5 months until the wedding. There are so many things that I want to do, but its just too early to do them. Do you know how annoying that is for someone who likes to make lists and get things done right away?
At the same time, I can't believe we only have 8.5 months until the wedding. I have a ton of stuff to do! We still have money to save. But, being that super anal organized person that I am, I have everything broken down into what needs to be done each month.
Last week two pretty exciting things happened. T received a call that our wedding bands were in and ready to pick up at our convenience. When he told me, I said "holy crap we're really getting married!" Later on in the week I received an email from the dress shop telling me that Maggie Sottero contacted my dress store and said my dress was being shipped before the end of the month and should arrive to the shop by January 10th.
Its funny how those two things make the wedding so much more realistic. I mean, I know we're getting married and all of that, but until you have the bands and the dress, its not quite real that its happening. Its like when I went on a cruise. We paid portions of money throughout the year and although I made those payments and knew what they were going towards, it wasn't until we received the tickets in the mail that I thought "Wow, we're really going on a cruise!"
Now I have to patiently wait 8.5 months to wear the band. :-( However, in less than 3 weeks I can try on my dress so that makes up for it a bit!
Monday, December 28, 2009
Sunday, December 6, 2009
My First Wedding Nightmare
So I know that these are pretty common and I figured that I would have one eventually, but I was not expecting to have one that woke up me shaking, angry and freaking out. Here's the dream:
T and I are standing in front of the officiant who is saying the ceremony. He starts talking about religion (we're not having a religious ceremony) and T gives me the side eye. I look at him confused because I have no idea why the officiant changed the ceremony on us. T gives me my ring but then the officiant forgets to have me give T his. Neither of us can talk so we can't stop him or say anything. Then my mom and dad come through the door carrying folding chairs and complaining about just getting there. Finally I can speak and I say to her "I can't believe you would miss my wedding! I'm your only daughter and here you are being typical as usual, late, late, LATE!". I look out at our guests and there is no one there. I run out of the ceremony room and outside. Someone is setting up this hideous orange and black cake and I start yelling at them because its not the cake we asked for. They start yelling back telling me that it is what we ordered. I randomly pull a picture of out somewhere and show them its not the right cake. Some lady yells at me and says well this is what you get for wanting a budget wedding. You can't have what you want or what you ask for.
T comes outside to find me and thats when I realize that our photographer never showed up and we have no pictures of the wedding. I call her and get her voicemail saying how shes really busy, not accepting new clients and has missed a lot of weddings recently. I started yelling at the voicemail telling her I paid her and she was supposed to be here. The voicemail starts talking back to me telling me that "its just too bad and I don't need pictures since no one showed up for the wedding."
My mom finds me and tells me that we need to have the wedding again tomorrow because no one is there. I argue with her that I don't want another wedding and if no one gives a shit about us to show up than thats just their problem. Thats when I realize that none of my bridesmaids are there and I start calling them asking why they aren't there. My maid of honor tells me that she had something else to do and couldn't make it. Then she says maybe I should have had the wedding closer to her house and she could have came.
Someone must have convinced me to have the wedding again because T and I are calling everyone that we inviting making sure that they are attending. Everyone says they are on their way except for one of his friends. We drive to his house and show him the invitation and tell him that he lied to us he was supposed to be there.
We go back to the venue and someone is setting up a cake again. Its still not the one I asked for, but its the right color so I say that its okay. It was three tiers and the middle tier was blueberry muffins. The lady tells me its the closest thing to purple that she had. The photographer shows up and starts taking pictures.
The dream fastforwards to me holding a bouquet which explodes flowers in my hands and then gets fuzzy until its T and I packing up all of our stuff saying that if people don't want to show up at our wedding and give a shit about us that we're moving to another country.
Okay, its not really that bad when its written out, probably because my brain still can't comprehend everything that happened, but I remember feeling so lost, confused, alone and angry throughout the entire dream. That was definitely not fun!
Hopefully I can avoid having any more wedding nightmares for a while....or at least until this one gets out of my head.
T and I are standing in front of the officiant who is saying the ceremony. He starts talking about religion (we're not having a religious ceremony) and T gives me the side eye. I look at him confused because I have no idea why the officiant changed the ceremony on us. T gives me my ring but then the officiant forgets to have me give T his. Neither of us can talk so we can't stop him or say anything. Then my mom and dad come through the door carrying folding chairs and complaining about just getting there. Finally I can speak and I say to her "I can't believe you would miss my wedding! I'm your only daughter and here you are being typical as usual, late, late, LATE!". I look out at our guests and there is no one there. I run out of the ceremony room and outside. Someone is setting up this hideous orange and black cake and I start yelling at them because its not the cake we asked for. They start yelling back telling me that it is what we ordered. I randomly pull a picture of out somewhere and show them its not the right cake. Some lady yells at me and says well this is what you get for wanting a budget wedding. You can't have what you want or what you ask for.
T comes outside to find me and thats when I realize that our photographer never showed up and we have no pictures of the wedding. I call her and get her voicemail saying how shes really busy, not accepting new clients and has missed a lot of weddings recently. I started yelling at the voicemail telling her I paid her and she was supposed to be here. The voicemail starts talking back to me telling me that "its just too bad and I don't need pictures since no one showed up for the wedding."
My mom finds me and tells me that we need to have the wedding again tomorrow because no one is there. I argue with her that I don't want another wedding and if no one gives a shit about us to show up than thats just their problem. Thats when I realize that none of my bridesmaids are there and I start calling them asking why they aren't there. My maid of honor tells me that she had something else to do and couldn't make it. Then she says maybe I should have had the wedding closer to her house and she could have came.
Someone must have convinced me to have the wedding again because T and I are calling everyone that we inviting making sure that they are attending. Everyone says they are on their way except for one of his friends. We drive to his house and show him the invitation and tell him that he lied to us he was supposed to be there.
We go back to the venue and someone is setting up a cake again. Its still not the one I asked for, but its the right color so I say that its okay. It was three tiers and the middle tier was blueberry muffins. The lady tells me its the closest thing to purple that she had. The photographer shows up and starts taking pictures.
The dream fastforwards to me holding a bouquet which explodes flowers in my hands and then gets fuzzy until its T and I packing up all of our stuff saying that if people don't want to show up at our wedding and give a shit about us that we're moving to another country.
Okay, its not really that bad when its written out, probably because my brain still can't comprehend everything that happened, but I remember feeling so lost, confused, alone and angry throughout the entire dream. That was definitely not fun!
Hopefully I can avoid having any more wedding nightmares for a while....or at least until this one gets out of my head.
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