Have I talked about my overwhelming nightmares yet?
No?
Hmmm.
Well, last night was a doozey. First, David and I "crashed" some trashy arts and crafts extravaganza complete with runway stage and super sized all-my-homies wedding party. I mean like twenty-seven-ish people in badly tempra painted denim and white tee shirt combos. And David... David, who is NEVER less than reserved and observant, was a hard partying, loud, obnoxious ass. Oh, did I mention he spent like forty-five dream minutes haggling with the photographer to get a better price... while the photographer is photographing this hellacious shindig. What?
And then we are magically transported in the way only dreams - nightmares - can to a florist, who designed seven superbly hideous boutonniere monstrosities that cost me $600 in dream money, three hundred now and three hundred "later." The worst part... I liked them, in my nightmare.
And then... THEN... I wake up, log onto The Knot and realize very bluntly that I have exactly ONE YEAR AND TEN FREAKING DAYS TO FINISH PLANNING
And do you know what I've accomplished to this point? My dress... I've purchased my dress, a dress I'm fifty pounds to big to fit into. So really... I've accomplished nothing.
That court house is looking better and better.
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When my hubby asked me to marry him I immediately went into a panic, I am NOT a good planner! Since we live so close to the Outer Banks (OBX, NC) we decided to rent a house on the beach for a week and invite only our immediately family. Our wedding turned out to be a beautiful day! I wish you the best of luck boo!
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