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
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.