However, this is still my blog, and if weddings are on my brain (and at this second, they are) you are going to hear about them.
I have been working on the guest list a lot lately, and I am getting sick of it. It seems as though everything I do to it, makes like more complicated. I'm trying to keep everything in one place, but I'm always forgetting which computer I did something on, or which website does what, and do I bother with the e-save-the-date cards that ask for your mailing address or just email people personally and ask them since no one really responded to the first round of save-the-dates. Or do I search everyone individually on whitepages.com or what. Have I mentioned that I have a splitting headache tonight?
I don't get those girls that plan their entire wedding without their fiance's having any input whatsoever. The "what am I wearing and where do I stand" grooms, would be the absolute death of me! There are so many things I just CANNOT handle doing all on my own, and although my sister helps where she can, she has two little girls and a hubby to care for. My wedding plans (understandably) take the very back burner. And my dear Maid-of-Honour is on the other side of the world, so the classic "your MOH is your wedding slave until your wedding" deal is off for this wedding. I would never do that to you though, Dor. SLAP me if I do. I'm always telling Dahvede that I'm excited for him to get home, so we can finish planning together. Isn't that, after all, what this is all about? Doing life together? When Dahvede asked me to marry him, that is what we were commiting to. To do life together, and to partner with one another through thick and thin. I know you say your vows at your wedding, but for us, that commitment in many ways, started the day he slipped that ring on my finger.
This post has gone in a dozen different directions, but it is what I needed. To jabber and to vent. I am sick of a lot of this wedding planning. Maybe it will get better when Dahvede comes home, maybe it won't. But one way or the other... in less than 4 month, I will be his wife. So tonight, that is what I will be dwelling on. Not how frustrating guest lists are, or how i don't have any decorations yet, or even really know what I'm doing for flowers. I will be dwelling on the dream of finally being married, and Dahvede finally being home. I'm done with wedding plans for tonight.