about that wedding. . .
7:00 AMas you know i've been planning my wedding for about a year and a bit. before that fantabulous ring became a permanently lovely fixture on my hand, i just wanted a simple ceremony somewhere pretty, and then have the most kick ass honeymoon i could never imagine.
yeah, he did good.
after we got engaged, chancy pants and i discussed what our details for the wedding would be, and he definitely wanted to have a reception following a ceremony. we didn't want anything traditional, just fun mixed in with a little more fun, and music and dancing, and a bucket of awesome.
i asked if he was sure, and he said, "well, don't you want a wedding? i think you deserve a wedding. the greatest wedding." well, yes. ok. i do deserve a great wedding. right? i mean if i'm going to have a wedding, it's going to be the greatest. right? if he wants a wedding, then we should have a wedding. . . right?
the first thing i did was go out and buy the first wedding dress i tried on. at a sample sale. the poor lady so badly wanted to sell me a petticoat (eeew, no. why the hell would i want that?) and a tiara (double eew, seriously?) and shoes (i might have laughed out loud A LOT at her. no). just the dress. which is beautiful by the way. i'd show you a picture, but he told me he's not supposed to see it. . . i wanted to show him as soon as i got home from the store. what's the big deal?
then we hunted for the best venue that would have the ambiance we both wanted. we found it. {i was supposed to show you. i will but i'm a slacker so it's taking a bit.} then we hired a photographer, and she was perfect, and she offered a great price. and then she moved to china. . . but i didn't freak out, i just made the first round of save-the-date postcards and sent them all out.
the back just said "word."
those are our feet. in case you were wondering.
yes, you heard me right - the first round. as the date approached, i might have turned into bridezilla as i realized i was nominated for wedding-planning-procrastinator of the year. life happened, y' know. we have two small people running around like crazies, and jobs, and just stuff. so, we called up our venue and moved the date out a year. and then sent out round two. . .
then i started making coaster favors, and the invitations. and i mean handmade the envelopes, and inserts, and invitation jackets, everything. they're awesome!
but through all of this i just kept thinking to myself "this is turning into a wedding!" i never really wanted all of this. it was stressing me out. i asked chancellor again if he really wanted this big wedding we were planning, and finally he told me what i didn't realize i needed to hear from him:
i just want to do what you want, i thought you wanted a wedding. if you just want a simple ceremony and then go on a kick ass honeymoon, we'll do that.
god, i love this man.
soooooo, that's what we're doing. i cancelled the venue, and booked a two hour spot on a sunday morning in november at chapel dulcinea the very next day. a week later, we have our honeymoon in jamaica booked. dude. planning done. and it's EXACTLY how i wanted it in the first place.
i do feel bad, because people have been saving our dates for over a year now, and now i have to tell them, "well. . . ." (which is exactly what round 2 of the save-the-dates said) nevermind." i hope everyone will understand that a small, simple ceremony is the best route for us, and maybe one day we'll have a party to celebrate it. maybe our first anniversary or something like that. unfortunately, we will have to cut down our guest list, which is giving me hives just thinking about it, and i apologize in advance. we love love love everyone and don't want anyone to get their feelings hurt.
have any suggestions on the best way to handle this? it would be mucho appreciated!
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