2:53 p.m. - 2004-12-15
A Wedding Assortment
Fifteenth already. Good grief. As of tomorrow, it's exactly seven months until the wedding, which is totally and utterly impossible in my mind. We've been engaged for nine months now - nine and a half, really - and it still feels like it's been about five minutes in some respects.
The wedding is feeling a lot more real these days. At first, when nothing was planned and everything was just speculation, it felt like it was a million miles away and sort of unreal in a sense. This mythical wedding was on some hazy vague day in the future but it was nothing that was going to affect my day to day life, right?
The first thing that actually made it sink in a little was my dress. It was actually a very specific aspect of buying my dress that made me go "oh my god, I'm actually getting married!," but since Jamie is reading you will have to join the notify list to find out what that moment was. (On that note, I'm trying to decide if I want to tag along to the tux adventures. Is this fair? Should I get to see what he wears if he doesn't get to see what I wear?)
Time is zipping by, as it is wont to do, and suddenly, I'm feeling a little different about it. Getting married still seems a little prepostorous - like, when is someone going to notice that I'm totally faking be an adult - but being married seems like it's totally natural. The more we talk, the more we plan, the more we sit around and do nothing together, the more we decorate trees and have tickle fights and Christmas shop and watch movies, the more I want July to hurry up so we can just be married already.
Don't get me wrong, I'm excited about the wedding. The more we get done - the photographer (which, shit, I need to book today!), the cake, the dresses, the spreadsheet of guests and their addresses (which, by the way, is TEDIOUS AND ANNOYING!) - the more I'm getting excited about the wedding. I think it's going to be very fun and kind of cool, and I love my dress and I love my bridal party and I love my fiance, so that's all that really matters anyway. (Note: that list was not in order of importance.) I'm way more excited about the wedding now than I was six months ago, and I am completely confident that when we get a little closer, I'll be a lot more excited about the wedding than I will be about Disneyland, and that's saying a lot. Right now, they're about even, but Disneyland has been maintaining a fairly consistent excitement level while the wedding is steadily increasing. I'm sure when we're actually in Disneyland, I will not be only thinking about the wedding, but I'm also quite positive that I won't be thinking about Disneyland at the wedding. Well, not much, anyway.
So far, I've made it nine months without any Bridezilla outbursts. (At least, I don't think there have been any. I suppose others might have a differing opinion.) I'm being fairly anal, sure, but seriously, people - I'm the girl with a Christmas spreadsheet. It's hardly surprising that my guestlist spreadsheet is a sight to behold and my wedding binder is filled with six dozen lists. (Actually, my guestlist spreadsheet is not that impressive yet, but it will be once it has, you know, addresses and stuff.) And I'm being anal about being organized, not about the exact length of the flower stems and the height of the bridesmaids heels. Sure, I have all my receipts in one place with a careful note of who paid for it, and I've got pages of notes on photographers with attached business cards, but I don't care what earrings the bridal party buys or if the groomsmen wear shiny shoes or not. (Actually, Jamie's the one with the opinions on that - he hates those shiny tux shoes. My only request is that he wears actual black dress socks instead of the black sport socks he usually wears with his tux.)
In the new year, we're going to start on invitations (we're making our own, with a kit - one of Jamie's assignments since he's much MUCH better with formatting and stuff than I am, and also has a printer, which I find helps.), figure out what we want to do about rings (if you live in Edmonton and have a good jeweler, please let me know!), make a zillion favours (my friends are being recruited for help on that one), get a zillion addresses (kill me), choose tuxes, blah blah blah. Suffice it to say that although we have gotten a lot done (all the dresses are bought and everything - mine just needs alterations - the band is booked, the hall is booked, the church is booked, the food is picked, the cake is ordered, the photographer is met with, the guest list is somewhat finished, and a few little things here and there are done.), there's still a lot left to do. But I'm taking January off from choir to give myself a smidgen of spare time, and then I only have three and a half more months of working full time, so the slightly insane schedule I've been keeping of late should slow down somewhat, and I can get some more of this wedding stuff out of the way. Because, so help me God, I am not going to have a single thing to finish by the time I leave for Disneyland, which means I want everything humanly possible finished by June 30th.
Watch this space.
