Even the simplest weddings require a great deal of planning. I have found this out during the past few months, and no doubt it will get worse as time goes on.
The major things are done: We set a date, I have a wedding dress, the bridesmaids have their dresses, we have a church, and I have designed my invitations (which I am doing myself). My Maid of Honor (Jane) and I have planned the menu for the reception and made a list of all the things we will need for it.
Now it is down to the seemingly unending list of minor details...
Which wedding favors to get? How many?
What kind of sandwiches? Crust? No Crust?
One family table at the reception? Two? Three?
What kind of centerpieces?
Groom's cake flavor?
Color of tablecloths? Rent? Buy? Skip altogether?
Rice? Birdseed? Bubbles?
Not to mention we haven't started registering yet...for some reason, Greg doesn't want to be a part of this (duh--I get it; he's a GUY). His exact words were, "I don't care, just make sure you get a great coffeemaker, a microwave, and I will NOT sleep in a pink bedroom." haha. Silly boy, anyone who knows me knows I hate pink, unless it is clothing or makeup.
If you hear a frustrated scream coming from the area of middle Tennessee...you'll know it's because I've hit the meltdown point. Just ignore it...I will return to my senses shortly.
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What? A guy be doesn't want to be part of the wedding planning? I'm shocked...shocked, I say! ;)
Yeah, I don't think I've ever seen you in pink. It's not you, sweetie.
A good friend has told me to remember to breathe. I think it's good advice here as well. :)
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