ding dong the bells are gonna chime...
never
in a million years --- strike that -- never in a hundred trillion years
would i ever think
that i would be looking at wedding magazines
right now.
just typing those words made me throw up a little bit in my mouth
but there it is folks. i'm getting married. not in the morning, but relatively soon in comparison to when I thought that my wedding would happen, which was, oh, never.
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to catch you up, dear reader:
Mr. Texas got a job in Colorado
Mr. Texas moved to Colorado
Mr. Texas and I moved into a house that we are renting together
Mr. Texas is selling his house in Texas
Mr. Texas accepted an offer on his house and he's just working out the details now
Mr. Texas and I decided to get married
we told our families
and now i'm telling you
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Here's the thing about the wedding industry --- they are opportunistic fucks!
Worse than funeral directors
they are banking on the idea that you think that
THIS
is IT.
That this is the only time you will ever get married
ever
I have seen the words "the _____ that you will regret not having" in relation to wedding shit, so many times that I pretty much need some Valium to deal with all of the anxiety that it is producing.
My mom says that she regrets that she and her current husband didn't have a ceremony with all of her friends and family in attendance. But her marriage with her current husband is more successful than her previous two marriages combined. And she had some sort of ceremony for the previous 2. As number 3 rolled around it, her wedding entailed just she and him and us kids. (well, I objected so I stayed outside). But I just wonder about all this regret that she has. They have been married for 25 years now, and I figure that the amount of time they have a successful marriage is more important than the shit they did on day one of it, right?
So the fuck what if no one else was there!? She's happy, right? Isn't that what matters?
I keep going back and forth between wanting to plan something so spectacular and fun and just wanting to elope. I don't need fancy shit to have a great relationship but if I am going to do it I don't want it to be stupid, I don't want to look terrible, I want it to be well attended, and I don't want to look as fat as I am right now in all of the pictures.
:::sigh:::: help!
in a million years --- strike that -- never in a hundred trillion years
would i ever think
that i would be looking at wedding magazines
right now.
just typing those words made me throw up a little bit in my mouth
but there it is folks. i'm getting married. not in the morning, but relatively soon in comparison to when I thought that my wedding would happen, which was, oh, never.
--------------------------------------------
to catch you up, dear reader:
Mr. Texas got a job in Colorado
Mr. Texas moved to Colorado
Mr. Texas and I moved into a house that we are renting together
Mr. Texas is selling his house in Texas
Mr. Texas accepted an offer on his house and he's just working out the details now
Mr. Texas and I decided to get married
we told our families
and now i'm telling you
--------------------------------------------
Here's the thing about the wedding industry --- they are opportunistic fucks!
Worse than funeral directors
they are banking on the idea that you think that
THIS
is IT.
That this is the only time you will ever get married
ever
I have seen the words "the _____ that you will regret not having" in relation to wedding shit, so many times that I pretty much need some Valium to deal with all of the anxiety that it is producing.
My mom says that she regrets that she and her current husband didn't have a ceremony with all of her friends and family in attendance. But her marriage with her current husband is more successful than her previous two marriages combined. And she had some sort of ceremony for the previous 2. As number 3 rolled around it, her wedding entailed just she and him and us kids. (well, I objected so I stayed outside). But I just wonder about all this regret that she has. They have been married for 25 years now, and I figure that the amount of time they have a successful marriage is more important than the shit they did on day one of it, right?
So the fuck what if no one else was there!? She's happy, right? Isn't that what matters?
I keep going back and forth between wanting to plan something so spectacular and fun and just wanting to elope. I don't need fancy shit to have a great relationship but if I am going to do it I don't want it to be stupid, I don't want to look terrible, I want it to be well attended, and I don't want to look as fat as I am right now in all of the pictures.
:::sigh:::: help!