I’ll go ahead and apologize to any of you reading my blog who might be looking for non-wedding-related posts. My sincere apologies, but wedding mania has consumed my life. I don’t even know what I did before this.
It seems that wedding planning is really just one ridiculously long laundry list of decisions to be made. Decisions about everything from who would like to see our nuptials take place to whether people prefer veggie lasagna or beef tenderloin.
Here’s a sampling of some of the decisions dominating my life right now:
Invitations. Do I pay $5.7 bajillion dollars for super fancy shmancy invitations that have multiple fonts or boast embossed lettering or calligraphy? Or do I buy cardstock in bulk and start cutting and pasting the old-fashioned way?
Reception. Do I want a spacious, sparkly ballroom in which my guests, my groom and I can feel super swanky as we twirl about and say things like “hello dahling?” Or do I want a barn with questionable indoor heating but is one of those places that makes people say, “This place really has character?”
Wedding dress. Do I want the dress with all the style elements I’ve fallen in love with in the precisely 437 pictures I’ve feasted my eyes upon in magazine pictures and Web sites galore? Or do I want the dress that fits and flatters in all the right ways, even if it’s nothing like I had imagined it to be?
Food. Brunch, lunch or afternoon tea? Plated dinner or buffet? Dessert aplenty or just a wedding cake? What about a groom’s cake? Maybe throw in some cupcakes for good measure?
Or maybe there are happy mediums in all these areas and it doesn’t have to be about extremes. Maybe I can have my wedding cake and eat it too. 🙂
BTW, I did make one decision in the last couple of weeks …
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