Wow, amazing what sleep can do for ya...
Hokay. First of all?
HAPPY BIRTHDAY aoi_tsuki1!!! May I bask in your awesomeness for another year. XD (Seriously, though: You remain one of the coolest, most interesting people I've "met" online, and I do not phone you nearly enough, but I will endeavor to change that.)
I got some quality sleep in yesterday, and am feeling better today. I also found a lone chai teabag in my cupboard, which was exactly what I'd been craving all day, so I got a nice cuppa chai while I was feeling miserable. For once, though, I think Tora caught it worse than I did. Mostly I'm just feeling kind of stuffy in the head (I have moments when it feels like my equilibrium is WAY off) and general overall malaise. I had a sore throat at the beginning, but it seems to have gone away, and while I do have a slight cough, it's not as bad as Tora's.
All of which means I get to coddle him a little more.
Looking back on the wedding, I really do feel as if all of my expectations were met. I have no regrets -- even if having it fully catered just about broke the bank. ;) Everyone kept talking about how much fun it all was, and that was our main goal: to make sure our guests enjoyed themselves. Maybe it's just my age talking, but after watching far too many wedding specials (Bridezilla and A Wedding Story among them), I think the trap a lot of brides fall into is trying to create perfection. Or, rather, perfection as they've always imagined it. If this was ten, even five years ago, I probably would have found myself in the same boat, trying to create the "perfect" wedding (on a budget, oy), searching for the perfect dress, the perfect caterer (found 'em, thanks), the perfect flowers, and so on. My priorities have changed -- they pretty much changed once I hit 30, I think. I mean, I realized that there would be snags -- and there were (thankyouverymuch, ToraMom) -- but there was nothing earth-shattering. Heck, I even forgot my flowers when we left for the ceremony (I'd found a gorgeous bouquet of orange roses).
FORGOT. MY. FLOWERS. *facepalm*
But, hey. It worked out all right. So I didn't have flowers. Big deal.
There were also moments when I was pretty pissed off (again, thankyouverymuch, ToraMom) -- like when my cousin, the maid of honor, asked if there was anything she could do to help. I said, yes, we really needed help decorating the clubhouse. I told her what time she needed to be there, and she said she'd be there. Turned out she blew it off and went to the beach, instead. (A move I tend to think was instigated by her putz of a fiance, who, just to be clear, nobody seemed to like. I mean, really -- the first rule you obey when you meet your intended's extended family for the first time? DON'T ACT LIKE A PUTZ.) I told her I was upset with and disappointed in her, and she apologized (he's a putz putz putz putz putz, omg), and I got over it. (Even if it did wind up screwing up our entire timeline -- we didn't have extra help, which made me late for my hair appointment, which meant I didn't have time to stop and pick up a slip for my, hellothere, kind of sheer dress, and ended up having to stop at the mall ON THE WAY TO THE CEREMONY, because the dress was, yes, just that sheer. So we were late. Yes, late for my own wedding. STFU.)
But, in the end -- it was small stuff. (Well, 99% of it was small stuff. There's still the ToraMom debacle.)
But the whole event? Fabu. And I think it was fabu because the focus was on fun.
And no one can even begin to imagine my surprise when we got home and there were packages waiting for us! everstar3, somnambulicious, and moonphased, thank you so, so much. (I so want to post pictures, but I'm afraid that would be tacky -- but omg, I must post pictures, because Best Toaster Evar [true love is marked by toast!], OMFG SQUEEBLE CUPS [there is a slight disagreement as to whether they're teacups or sake cups], and Cutest Book In Creation [we were both overwhelmed by teh pretteh!]) So, again, thank you.