Friday, July 15, 2011

eventually there will be a wedding to plan

I am lucky. I have found the man who is my soulmate. I am super uber sure he is THE ONE. We have discussed marriage many times. But now, it's become more serious. We've decided on a location and we've discussed colors and food and decorations. We're planning this wedding. We're not actually engaged yet but I'm not particularly worried about that - some etsy jewelry designer is making the ring right now - I'll get it when it's the perfect time. And it'll be a lovely day when I do. We will be happily married til death do us part. The only thing I'm worried about is the wedding - the planning, the paying for it, the opinions of everyone else around us about what should happen and how it should be celebrated.

Let's be clear, I am not one of those girls who sat up nights planning a wedding before she ever met a man. I never thought I'd get married. I had reconciled myself that I was not going to have kids. Chris was a surprise. This party is a celebration of that surprise. And while yes, I want help, LOTS AND LOTS of help, I don't want any negativity to be thrown in the direction of this party that Chris and I have brainstormed and created. This is our pièce de résistance. At least, it will be until we have a little ginger kid.

Chris and I spend our lives creating events for other people, making it the most fun, most fabulous event they've ever experienced. And it all happens without a hitch. Because we KNOW what we're doing. We're the BEST people for this job. Thankfully, Chris and I share the same ideas about simplicity and saving money and planning ahead. With all the discussion we've had, we pretty much have the whole event planned out. I just don't want to talk to people about it. For some reason, it makes me uncomfortable to chat about colors and dresses and the order of attendants. I don't want to be one of those girls who talk about nothing but their wedding. I don't want to get overwhelmed with pressure from family members or friends about how I'm not doing the right thing, or the best thing. I just want it to be easy and smooth. How do I politely tell my women friends and my family members that I don’t want to hear their opinions on what flowers I should have, or the best veil, or the most appropriate seating position? How do I tell them that this event is MINE and I have it totally under control? And most importantly, how do I keep it under control?

1 comment:

  1. Ah, this I don't have an answer for. It seems that maybe you might have to just come up with a sweet canned response...like "Oh, that is a neat idea. I guess you'll just have to wait and see how it turns out!". Maybe it will be good preparation for the barrage of advice you'll be getting once mini-ginger is on his or her way ;)

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