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08/28/2005: "8 Weeks and Counting"
Just as the last six months have flown by, or for that matter the last four+ years, we know that 8 weeks will be over in the blink of an eye. We are definitely excited for the planning to end and the matrimony to begin, but we’re savoring the details and our time together before the wedding. I’m just darn excited to see everyone and share this special day with my friends and family and to wear that white dress!
Most of you who know me are probably just as surprised as I am to find that I have fully embraced being “the bride”, in the most traditional senses, including waking up at 3 am with some idea related to pulling off the big day. Six months ago, I was seized with an internal, instinctive, age-old desire to plan a wedding. I honestly never knew I had it in me. Getting married--yes. Being a bride’s bride--registering for china, choosing flatware, clipping bridal hairstyles out of magazines and putting them into my Wedding Binder (you heard me, I said Wedding Binder. Which btw has been great- thanks for making it for me Blair!)--no way.
Within days (maybe even hours) of being engaged I was up to my ears in bridal magazines and library books about wedding ceremonies, receptions, Martha Stewart DIY decorations (yeah, right—if only I too had a troop of interns dedicated to freeze drying and carving gourds to string and make into patio lights). I’ve spent 90% of my free-time frequenting wedding related web sites and searching over 900 pages of something or other, calling my mom, writing lists of things to get done and saying, “Honey, what do you think about…?” And I must confess, all the while I’ve been looking over my shoulder and watching for the cynical, non-conformist Molly (that we all know and love) to tackle me to “my senses”. But she hasn’t. And Tony hasn’t sent out a search party for her. And I’m as happy as a clam with this wedding business!
The next month will fly by. We're heading to St. Louis next weekend, for a party and what, I'm sure, will be a fabulous and debacherous time in our old city. Then I'm heading to Denver with Tony's mom to make some final plans and then... it will only be weeks away. Hurrah!
More soon....
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