So...who would have thought?  With all the event planning and calendar keeping that seems to plague my life wherever I go (Oh, who am I kidding, I like it), I can't seem to motivate myself to plan my own wedding.  I'm actually having dreams of running off toVegas and I HATE Vegas! 

I think part of it is the money...why do these things have to cost your first born child?  Also, planning and thinking about the wedding makes missing my mom a million times harder.  Even though she's been gone for nearly two years, now, imagining getting married without her is so painful. 

I suppose if you're going to be a bad bride, Andy is a good groom to be marrying.  He's sweet and thoughtful and doesn't mind planning things for me.  I like him :). 

OK, well, I suppose instead of writing on this thing, I should be making important decisions on things like centerpieces.