so the wedding is officially five months away.
the save the dates have been sent, the cake has been selected, and we've completed 2 weeks of marriage prep.
some good news first, i did not have to hand address the envelopes for the save the dates (hooray). i successfully figured out how to create labels...well success is a relative term. it's more along the lines of "despite the valiant efforts of MS Word to sabotage me". why is it that i don't have a personal assistant or intern in my life to help me with these things? when do i become THAT successful? sighhhhh. ok, in any case, i'm just so relieved they've been been sent...and even more excited that i have another 100 of them in my house (so, the quantities came in 100, 250, 500 and because i had to mail out over 100 of them, i had to order 250. hence, the 100 save the date roommates with whom i'm currently sharing my place).
next, the cake. we've picked out two yummy flavors and i'm hoping that the coloring turns out. it's kind of disconcerting when the baker says, "we'll try our best to get it that color"...doesn't that kind of alarm anyone else? as in, maybe it'll happen, maybe it won't but in the end it's not our problem, lady. what if i said that at my workplace? "listen, maybe it'll get done, maybe it won't. that's just the risk we're going to have to take." i'll have to try out that line the next time i want to get fired. in any case, i have my fingers crossed that little old woman at the bakery will get it right. let us pray....
ooh, what a great transition to the marriage prep. this is where i have to deliver some bad news. apparently, our group is a "trust tree"...at least that is what my fiance keeps insisting...so i cannot share the awesome stories i have about these classes. but do not fret. i'll write about it in my tell all book in 15-20 years (there has to be some kind of trust tree expiration date, right?) so really stay tuned...
alright alright, let's move on. my dress is here! a month early! so why am i so frightened to pick it up? ok, a couple reasons -- 1) what if it doesn't fit? a few months ago, i made the error of ordering a size down. why is it that there is this pressure to be heidi klum? ok so maybe that's just me but she's gorgeous, right? so yes, i ordered a size down and i have nightmares that even if by some miracle of god (afterall, i have been attending church, i should be in his good graces at this point) i do fit into it, will i be able to sit down in it? imagine this, i get into the dress, look completely slammin', take some photos, and bend down to slide my shoes on (which also arrived this week and are ridiculous. i'm in love) and rrrriiiiip. oh as i write this i get that yucky drop in the pit of my stomach. i will need to be praying harder in church. and walking faster on the treadmill. actually, praying while i'm walking at super speed on the treadmill. ok, reason 2) there is no reason number 2. reason 1 trumps any other reason i could think of. well, all this thinking about exercising is making me hungry. hmmm, when's lunch?
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