Nightmare Pt. 2

Not to my surprise, I had another wedding nightmare. It wasn't as bad before, but it was still pretty bad.

I don't remember there actually being any decor in the church whatsoever.

There were no tuxes, so the groomsmen all wore different colored sport coats and one wore a red vest with no jacket for some reason...but in my dream I didn't know this until I saw the pictures, which were also bad.

I didn't have a hair appointment scheduled. I got my make-up done at the mall and it was awful.

I don't remember the reception at all.

I think I remember not smiling when I came down the aisle, which is the complete opposite of what I intend to do. Who looks sad on their wedding day, right?

And finally.

Taylor and I were interrupted after the ceremony (if you get my drift), by wedding guests coming to our apartment. That's not only rude, but awful and those people should be ashamed of themselves.

It was just wrong.

Oh yeah, and I get married 4 months from today! Eek! Can't wait to live with that boy.

Ick.

Dear Stomach Flu,

I don't like you. Not even a little bit.

I haven't thrown up since I was 12. And not only did you break my record, but it happened to be during my first pre-marital counseling class at church on Wednesday. I had to leave class and then make Taylor take me home. I'm sure all those other couples thought I just got nervous or something!

And now I missed two days of work and a dear friend's bachelorette party/personal shower extravaganza. So I'm sad.

...but I did lose three pounds. And I'll take those, but surely I can't keep this flu thing up just to lose weight until August. That just wouldn't be wise.

"Things"

My dear fiance has been such a peach during this whole wedding planning extravaganza. With this being his first (and only ever) wedding, and not being on the female persuasion, there are certain "things" he doesn't know fall into the process.

Here's an example of his incomprehension:

Me: "I think my dad is going to buy a new suit for the wedding."

Taylor's Mom: "Yeah, I think you're dad might get a new one, also."

Taylor: "Is that a thing?"

Me: "I bought a new dress today that I can wear to my bridal showers."

Taylor: "Is that a thing?"

Me: "I can't wait to register for a Kitchen Aid stand mixer. I hope I get one!"

Taylor: "Is that a thing?"

Taylor seems to be learning such new things everyday. At this point I could probably tell him ANYthing is a thing and he probably wouldn't ask twice and just do it.

Hmm...this might work to my advantage.

Discontinued

You know that bridesmaid dress I just blogged about? The one I spent days looking for? Well, it looks like I'm going to be looking a little longer....

I knew they were running out of sizes, but chose to believe it would all work out (After a warning call from a bridesmaid last weekend). Tuesday night I got a phone call from my Maid of Honor saying they didn't have her size in the dress.... we (Her wonderful mother and I) called and tried to see if maybe they were on backorder, etc. But no. Discontinued.

Only a few dresses left in that color, and my ever-so-pleasing bridesmaids were scheduled to have some rib bones removed, but I decided all that wasn't worth the effort just to fit into a dress....

Darn it.

So now, the maids and I are off to shop for new dresses on Sunday. I hope we find one that can compare, if that's even possible. And Melissa will be in town for it, yay!

In the words on Mama Karen (MOH's mother), "It just wasn't meant to be."

Que Sera, Sera.

Progressing

I've been pretty successful in the wedding planning department lately.

After a bridesmaid's dress minor breakdown, and my wonderful bridesmaids talking me down from the ledge, I finally made the decision. Oh, and I even consulted a wedding message board (low point, definitely) to get outside opinions. This stuff ain't so easy folks.

But here we have it:

A good choice, if I don't say so myself. I ordered it to see it in person, even tried it on and it looks great! Now that's one more thing to check off the list.

As of last night, Taylor and I picked out our wedding bands. After eating dinner at Pepperoni Grill in Penn Square mall we had an impromptu stroll by Helzberg's where he bought my ring. It was so cute seeing a ring on his hand : )

Today, I made a cake tasting appointment. I discovered this bakery has 40 cake flavors and 30 icing flavors. Whoa. I'm so pumped!

Oh, and one of my favorite activities to do now is wear my hair piece around my apartment when I do things like clean my room. I just makes me happy and I can't wait for it to be in my hair in 161 days!

Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes

I wouldn't be me (or a girl for that matter) if I didn't change my mind a few times. Especially on what's supposed to be the greatest day of my life.

So, I've changed my mind on a few things, well, one big thing mostly.

The colors.

Originally I wanted to go with a ice blue, black and white theme. Well, those days are long gone.

Taylor and I both really like blue, so I would have liked to use it. Finding it is another story...

I was searching for the right blue. The perfect blue. Not baby shower blue; not cobalt; not navy. A magic blue that would compliment every one's skin tone and would come with a low price tag.

I'm here to tell you that blue doesn't exist. At least within my realm of research- and believe you me, I exhausted The Google many, many nights.

Then there was the whole thing of using a 'winter' color in an August wedding. A little "bass akwards", as my Grandma Betty would say. I thought about using black bridesmaids dresses, but decided against it.

Now, ladies (no gentlemen here, I'm sure) I bring you the new colors:

purple and apple green.

(not Barney, though.)

Ideally, this picture. I just love it. Fun, vibrant, classy.

Purple is quite possibly my second favorite color, so it works out.

Oh, and if you're wondering what Taylor's input was, it was short and sweet:

"No orange."

A true OU fan through and through.

Do Over

Last night I had my first wedding nightmare. And it was a doozie.

Taylor and I got married at the top of a cement stairwell.

In pitch black

By the wrong minister (it was a woman instead of Taylor's uncle.)

I wasn't certain that the photographer was even there. I did see a flash a few times, though.

I attempted to write my own vows, but couldn't read my handwriting so I made them up on the spot. (And they sucked.)

It was just awful. I know there is zero chance any of this will actually happen, but just seeing it in my dream made me mad!

Why can't brides dream about a fabulous honeymoon, instead?