The gene pool could use a little Chlorine.
Rule number 1 for planning a wedding: it's okay to change your mind. About everything. I hope anyone that reads this blog (all 6 of you...) will remember this if you ever find yourself in love and trying to manifest the personalities of two very different individuals (and your mom) into a vision. Case in point: the wedding cake. I was adamant from pre-engagement that my wedding cake would be a sparse, square, modern confection with icing barely smoothed out, kind of the "rustic" look. Yes, it was a vision of sophistication, and something as far from "fairy princess frou-frou crap" as you can get. And my fiance' hated it. Long story short, I've come around. You simply cannot have a stark cake in the midst of what has become a beatiful, elegant fall wedding full of antique, vintage touches, and music only from the 40's to motown. It just doesn't make sense. So I am now enchanted with round cakes with stenciled vines and fall leaves made of icing adorning my cake. Pile on the embellishment, baby!
By the way, I can't remember if I ever posted about my actual dress, but another word of warning. Unless you are very hard to fit (like, 5'2") or loaded and able to spend what you want, go to a discount place, or a website. The full service bridal salons I visited while shopping had the highest prices and the smallest selection of dresses (unless you happen to be a size 6, 8, or 10) and were very un-sympathetic when I complained about the size selection. I ordered my dress from a website online (netbride.com) that is connected to a bridal shop in Minneapolis. I payed $200 less for my dress than any bridal salon quoted me, measured my own damn self, and took a chance on ordering a dress I had not seen. (And I would have done that even at a bridal salon b/c no one carried the dress I wanted, so I wouldn't have been able to see it in person anyway.) You know what? It's perfect. I'm so excited that it's here and it fits (mostly...about 5 pounds away) and it just gives this sense of 1940's lightweight lace and glamour. No pouffy ballgown for this princess, right?
Also, the unthinkable has happened. My stomach hurts. All these bridal shows that my girlfriend watches (I mean, she watches EVERY one of them...DVR is her best friend...all those extravagent weddings on WE and the TLC weddings and that other one about wedding planners...ALL of them) have these brides that get all stressed out and don't eat for like, two months before their wedding. Well, just the other night I was saying how I was unfortunately not blessed with that gene because when I stress, I want to eat for comfort, so I'll really have to fight to lose weight to look great on my wedding day (two words: Tennis Tuesday). The next day, I awoke with a stomachache. And for three days now, every time I eat, I feel stuffed for three hours afterwards, so although I haven't lost all apetite, I am eating less. Thank you, wedding jitters. I really don't feel stressed, so I'm getting the best of both worlds: unstressful wedding planning with a stomach bug. Yeah for me, queen of shallow happiness.
For those interested in the actual relationship, I think J is starting to feel like he's missed out on all the planning. So cute. So, he's been very helpful lately! Took charge of the registry, is working on the address list, and has visited two fabric stores, Party City, and Michael's to help me pick fabric, stamps, and practice paper since he's printing the programs. I love him for it!

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