“But I don’t want to be a Bridezilla!”

“You’d have to start acting like a bride to be a starting Bridezilla.”

She was right.  She had asked how my planning was going.  I said, “Great.  We open Perky’s in a month.”  She said, no, the wedding.  And I realized.. I am the worst bride ever.

I have found a man that I love.  I love him enough to stand in front of my close friends and family and say, “I choose you.”  That’s pretty damn big, especially for moi.. the perpetual bachelorette.

But there’s this whole wedding thing that you have to do along side it.  And I find it pretty daunting.

Baby steps.  I just have to do baby steps.

I called EarlyWorks yesterday to inquire about the Grand Hall’s availability.  I was expecting them to say it was booked, so I could go back to the safety of the drawing board.  But, no.. it was available.  So if you call now and ask, they’ll say, “Sorry.  There’s a wedding booked on that day.”

(Which, really, is kind of exciting.)

Steph asked me about my shower today.  The WildeChicks are throwing the lingerie party, and Delle and fam are doing the traditional shower.  I can’t wait for both.. but I have to, like, tell them when to have it.  And tell them who to invite.  I’m not there yet.

(Although, admittedly, I can’t wait to be there.)

There’s a bridal show in Atlanta.. a hoity-toity show that I’m sure includes some KILLER swag.. and I think Bryan and I should go and make a weekend of it.  (”We should go.. meet the whalesharks.”) Delle’s gonna hook me up with a potential caterer when she gets home.  And the girls are all looking at bridesmaids dresses.

OHMYGOD, I’M GETTING MARRIED.

This weekend was amazing.

Steph asked me why, and I really had no answer.  Everything was just.. amazing. 

Friday night was fantastic.  It was just Bryan and I.  We laughed a lot, we had GREAT food at Carrabbas.. I always love leaving a restaurant, completely stuffed, and with less than a $25 tab.  AND I had a drink.

We spent some time in the mall, just walking around.. and then we went to Brewster’s.  Sure enough.. they had the Birthday Cake ice cream.  Well, frankly.. we were worried they wouldn’t have it again any time soon, so we both got two scoops and ate ourselves silly.  We had a great time.

Saturday morning, the sun got me up.  I did a little CoreSecrets, then we got ready for our day.  To be honest.. the house felt empty without The Boy.  And FAR too quiet.  Even the animals felt it.  It was just an absence of life, of craziness.. I’ll say it: I missed him.

Bryan ran off to baseball practice, and I went to Renaissance for work on Perky’s.  It’s an EXTREME compliment to me that Bob asked for my help on Perky’s.. that he trusts me enough to hand over parts of his script, what HE wrote, and lets me tweak it.  We worked for about an hour and a half, then I ran to do some grocery shopping.

Bryan came home.. and I honestly don’t remember what we did for the rest of the day.  I’m pretty sure it involved a nap at some point.. and he cooked dinner.. but I have no clue.

Sunday, the sun FINALLY came out.  We took that opportunity and spent an hour laying on the back deck, longing for actual furniture to sit on.  ALL of the animals came and laid out with us.  Then I remembered that Mom and Dad had some extra furniture that they wanted to get rid of.. so we drove out to Madison and scoured the hell out of that furniture. (It was NAAAAASTY.) Daddy came out and helped us, and we all hauled it back to our house.

Once we got it all assembled, Daddy took us out to dinner.

We walked around a bit after dinner, then went home and watched tv.

Why was this weekend amazing?  Because everyone I love is happy and healthy and smiling and laughing.  And I got to spend time this weekend with them.. and that made me smile, and laugh.. which can only be healthy. 

Goal this weekend:

Finally use the rest of the film in my disposable camera that I’ve been shooting on since my birthday, in September of last year.  There is too much in life that disappears too quickly, too much that doesn’t last, and too much that we HAVE to remember before it leaves.

 

I’ll let you know how that goes.