Sunday, March 27, 2011

That's the news for now.

I have not been blogging. Instead, I'm getting married in less than two weeks. Two weeks from today, I will be a married woman, and may commence Letting Myself Go. Woo-hoo!

I initially pictured blogging leading up to the big day as a way to commemorate all the little details and record for posterity the joy of being engaged. Instead? I've been not blogging as a way to take one thing off my to-do list in hopes of salvaging what little sanity I have left.

I think I'm over the hump, though. My mom came to visit this weekend and we talked through the ever-troublesome guest book table, picture display, post-reception clean-up, and, of course, the RSVPs. I believe there's a light at the end of the nuptial tunnel. I feel so much better. And, better yet? We got our new bed delivered. When My Guy rolls over 27 times in the night, I no longer get flung across the room. Words cannot describe what this has done for my outlook.

Now that I'm well-rested, I can see the humor in my future father-in-law e-mailing less than two weeks before the wedding, asking what he's supposed to wear and complaining that the hotel wouldn't give him the promotional rate even though he had heart surgery three weeks ago ... surgery we didn't know about and might not have actually occurred. And My Guy's cousins who RSVPed with their kids, who weren't invited? Yeah, they're sort of funny now, too. Sort of. I guess I have a little perspective. Here's what I know so far:
  • Once you've booked your vendors and bought your dress? Looking at bridal magazines and wedding porn Web sites does nothing but stress you out. Stop. It.

  • One of the key duties of parenthood - second only to potty training - is to teach your offspring to RSVP. Entire tribes of our families didn't RSVP - telling me that the ability to RSVP starts at home. Mamas? Heed my warning. Teach 'em young, lest you incur the wrath of a future bride, who will send you a cheerful e-mail enquiring about wedding attendance, but really? She will have voodoo dolls of you and your kin.

  • The bridal freak-out is not rational. Case in point? I had a minor mental breakdown in the frame section of Joann: Experience the Creativity! yesterday. Standing in a 20-person line to get some fabric cut didn't faze me. But having to choose a picture frame in which to display adorable photos of myself and My Guy through the years? Overwhelming! People will judge me and our wedding and my ability to be an even marginally acceptable wife if I choose inappropriate frames! And I knew I was being crazy. I did. But it happened anyway.
And ... that's about it. So far. Hopefully, I'll learn more stuff in the next 13 days. I'll keep you posted.

5 comments:

Mary @ Giving Up On Perfect said...

Best wishes to you and Your Guy, Cha-Cha!!!

(Also. I loved watching Wedding Story and other such shows before I was married. Now? I have NO interest. Seriously.)

jan said...

I hope the next 13 days are smooth sailing for you! Best wishes to you and your guy!

Slow Panic said...

Congratulations and good luck over the next 13 days! It's going to be great. Really. No matter what happens it will be wonderful.

And the RSVPing thing? Yeah, I don't have birthday parties for my kids anymore because I got so freaked out by people not RSVPing.

sherilee said...

13 days?! Wow. Have a blast in the coming days. I'm sure they will be memorable.

Re: RSVPS, for my first wedding we were inviting Canadians (my family), Americans (college friends and relatives) and Australians (groom's family and friends). Australians ALL RSVPd (even though it was rather assumed that 99.9% of them weren't coming), and wrote sweet little notes too. Canadians *mostly* RSVPd. Americans? I was shocked at the close to 0% rate of return... I've since had a cultural bias about RSVPing, however anecdotal. Just thought I'd share. I will drill it into my child... RSVP!

Trixie Bang Bang said...

I remember when I first stumbled across your blog. What a difference a year or two makes (has it even been a couple of years? Time flies). Hope you have a fun honeymoon planned.