So Scout is well on her way. I’m very excited about having a new baby around.  I’m very excited to have a new WildeChick.  All of this is very exciting.

With all of the hullabaloo about Scout and Avery-or-Lawson-Lloyd-Kincaid-maybe, I had put a very important event out of my head.  My mother asked me about it the other day: Have you done any wedding stuff?

Oh, shit.  Who’s getting married?

Oh, yeah.. me.

I can plan, decorate, drape everything in tulle for someone else, but I have to say that when it comes to my own event planning.. I suck.  Badly.  I’m sitting here, looking at various reception sites around town, and not really caring.  It’s not that I don’t want a reception.. I just want it to magically appear.

I’m looking at the Grand Hall for the reception, with the Children’s Pavillion/Garden as the ceremony site. 

And mom and I agreed on a napkin to base the wedding colors around.

.. and that’s it, really.

I know the dress.  I know the bridesmaid’s dresses.  I know that, you know, I’m getting married mid-October.  Other than that.. I’ve got nothing.

.. one more baby, and then I’ll think about it.

Edit: I totally just called EarlyWorks, and the words left my lips, “I’m trying to coordinate a wedding reception-type-function.”  TYPE-FUNCTION?  To be quite honest, the whole thing made me very giddy.. I’M GETTING MARRIED!