This Could Easily Turn Into a Wedding Blog.....
o.ver.whelm: (v) 2b: To affect deeply in mind or emotion.
That is me right now. Overwhelmed.
Could someone explain to me how it is that when I saw all of my friends get engaged, go through wedding "stuff" that I never saw them look overwhelmed? Seriously, I want to just crawl under my bed and stay there until spring 2010.
I have come to the conclusion that what I am about to write, my mother is going to read. And when she reads it she's going to make a face, roll her eyes, sip her coffee and tap her fingers on the kitchen counter.
That or she'll submerge herself in a huge craft project (when she should really be sending me her Christmas list. ahem.).
I don't know if I want a wedding.
Notice I didn't say, "I don't want to be married." Because I do.
And I think that is how I'm different than most brides. All of my friends, thankfully, are in the same place. They got married later in life and wanted the marriage....not the $75,000 wedding that included a dress that weighed 80 pounds, a 10 tier vanilla-something-or-other cake with some sort of fruity filling, a DJ who promised not to play the chicken dance, and more flowers than a Rose Bowl float.
No. We all want the marriage.
But seriously, people....I don't think I want a wedding. But then I can't help it and think that I'll be losing something if I don't have a dress made by my mom. Or the tulip bouquet. Or some piece of jewelry making up the "something old" part of the tradition.
But at the same time, I have my reasons (which I won't put here on a family friendly bloggy because it's personal and not meant for people I don't know to read.).
I know....I know. I have plenty of time. 2010 is a long ways off. I may change my mind.
But you know what sounds good?
That sound you hear? That's my mom choking on her coffee.
You know what also sounds good?
That blow out reception in the fall where all our friends and family can attend over a weekend and we can spend quality time with them--not 5 minutes in the receiving line and 10 minutes at the reception. A good, solid weekend. Two words people: hog roast.
Why can't we just do a quicky "wedding" and then do something "meaningful" at the reception? My friend Jake is an ordained minister. My Uncle David is a deacon in his church. Why not?
Too many decisions. Too many things to think about.
By the way....in my dictionary, overwhelmed is right under the word "over weight". No wonder the two go hand in hand.