Waiting for 2012

After all the excitement and tears and chest pains and bridal magazines my husband has stepped in and declared martial law: the wedding will take place in 2012. He called yesterday from down range and it became clear within just a few short minutes that planning this formal wedding without his input would be neither fun nor wonderful, so we decided to wait until he is home and we can both take active roles. At first, I cried and whimpered, unwilling to accept defeat. But then I was flooded with overwhelming calm and took a deep breath of relief. After all, we are already married and nothing can take that magic away. It is just a ceremony and a party; it can wait.

Ladies and gentlemen, my husband wants to be part of the wedding planning. He wants me to have all my dreams and hopes realized. He wants it to be perfect.

I am one lucky lady. And I can definitely wait for 2012.

Our Wedding Day

September 10, 2010

Tucson, AZ

Dresses, and Flowers, and Shoes... Oh My!

I am finally hunkering down to plan our wedding. We are eight months out from our ideal date and now is the time to really get elbow deep and make a plan. In a word, I am terrified. Without my husband's input I don't want to venture too close to venue commitments and catering contracts. The mere mention of creating a budget or contacting potential vendors is more than I can bare at this exact moment in time. 

So, instead I am focusing on the details, more specifically the details of my wedding party. It can be said that my bridesmaids were all chosen by the time I left elementary school. Erin was nominated as Maid of Honor in the womb; Anna was decided to be a bridesmaid at the bus stop sometime back in the day; Maggie was elected one day on the playground. We fight, laugh, and play like sisters. These three lovely ladies will be at my side; I will need them. The girls I have met throughout life all know that I love them, but these three are, and always have been, family and that is why they are my choices. Now, what to do with the details of dresses and shoes and flowers... don't even bother asking because my head might simply explode. But, I am confident in this decision and that helps me to breathe a little easier. 

So, join me as I flip through bridal magazines with my inhaler at my side. Ideas are out there ready to be discovered and unveiled. It is wonderful to know that now is the time to start looking and now is the time to start dreaming.