Welcome to the (almost) wedding blog
November 18, 2008 – 10:39 amDear readers,
I'll try not to bore you too much with wedding nonsense, but I must inform you, from here on out I will try to focus at least a portion of my blog-a-rooney to the walk down the aisle.
I want to share this experience with you. And I'd like your advice when it comes to some of the many, many difficult decisions I'll be making.
As you've already read, everything has not be easy.
But what you haven't read about is all the things we have accomplished.
The ring is insured. The date is set (Oct. 10, 2010. That's right. 10/10/10. That is a Sunday. It's also Columbus Day on Monday. Is that going an OK day to get hitched? We are going for a beach wedding.)
The announcement ran this Sunday. Visit it here.
(By the way, the fiance hates that photo.)
I've memorized where the flaws in the diamond are and have admitted to liking them because then I can tell the difference between mine and someone elses. (How that will come in handy, I have no idea.)
And, most importantly, the commitmaphobe that lingers inside of my romantic heart has already pounced. What can I say, if ever there was going to be a case of cold feet, it would be lingering in my shoes. It is just who I am.
It wouldn't matter who I married, the idea of committing makes my stomach turn. (This is the same reason I would almost dump the fiance every time we moved. The commitmaphobe saw an out and kept trying to take it.) What happens when the commitmaphobe takes over? It usually starts with me freaking out because he didn't do the dishes when I asked him to. Or he didn't say anything romantic that day. The next thing you know, the commitmaphobe fast-forwards my life 10, 20 years down the road and I start freaking out even more. What if I end up with dish pan hands because that jerk won't do the freakin dishes? What if there is someone that is a better fit for me? What am I doing??? WHAT AM I DOING??
Luckily, the fiance understands me. He knows my freak out pattern. So, I tell him I'm sorry for being such a crazy person but that the commitmaphobe has been taking over. It isn't that I don't want to marry him, its just who I am. And then everything is all better.
Smile!!! He is the one for me.
Now, how to decide the size of the wedding? How to get the fiance more involved in the planning? Is a Sunday wedding day a good or bad day? Any suggestions, tips? All are welcome.
Any advice on how to get over cold feet? Is there anything else I should be worried about with my ring?
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