| Hi everyone! I'm filled up with so many details that I'm bursting and ready to share with you all.... A while ago my Godmother offered the restaurant she works at for our wedding reception instead of using the Masonic Hall. We decided that it was a cute place and would have it there. A few weeks ago I got a phone call telling me that the owner was opening the bar *which we would have been using* to bikers. I got this bit of news after I printed all of our invitations. I was so upset and just over all angry and decided that there was no way I would be sharing my wedding day with a bunch of burly bikers. So we canceled that place and started going crazy trying to think of ideas of where we could have a nice reception. Finally, a few days later I looked and Mike and said, "why even bother, lets just cancel the reception. There's no time *about a month and a half* to figure out all new details. I've never been on a proper vacation, so lets save the money that we would have had to use on the reception and spend it in Disney." So that's just what we are doing. We have canceled the reception. And ever since then, I've been sleeping great at nights. Our marriage certificate came in the mail the other day. We are getting married at the Methodist church down the street from us. It is a huge beautiful white church and we are doing the ceremony outside under a giant stained glass window. I went to my Godmothers a few weekends ago to get my dress fitted, and after driving about 45 minutes to her house and spending all of this time driving around for reasons that are a pain in the ass to explain *sorry* I put my dress on at her house only to find that the damn thing fits PERFECTLY. Not one alteration had to take place, not one stitch had to be put in. How lucky is that? I've made an appointment for a full leg wax and brazilian wax the day before the wedding. I've never had a leg or the other thinger waxed, only eyebrows and lip. This ought to be interesting. I must admit I'm a bit afraid. I've been shopping like crazy for new clothes, which are desperately needed, to go to Florida with. I've got seven outfits hanging in my closet ready to wear. I got a new bathing suit, cellulite cream, a little K-Y tingling :) , sunscreen, new underwear...anyway, all new stuff. Really the only thing left to buy is that special honeymoon outfit. I have about 2 weeks left. The wedding date is June 3 and coming soon. We have invited only close family members *mother, father, grandparents, godparents and a person to stand up for each of us* and after the ceremony we will be coming back to our house and ordering pizza from the place I work. My Godmother is bringing and antipasto and my mother is making my wedding cake. Just a simply three tier white cake with colored mickey mouse head stamps. I'm happy things have ended up so simple. I'm sure it's not quite what everyone would have wanted, but this is what its got to be. Mike and I got screwed out of so many things for this wedding, but all along have focused on the fact that this wedding is about US getting married. There is nothing else that matters to us other than our wedding. My shower is this coming Sunday. Not many people are coming because a family member of mine has a Memorial Day party. So, I'm focusing on being happy with those that have made the choice to come. Today in the mail I got a card from my fathers cousins and other various family members. I got one card, it wasn't even a bridal shower card, just a blank card with a flower on the outside, and inside it was written that no one was coming, the ONE card was from SEVEN different people, they didn't even take the time to write their own names in it, one person filled it out and mailed it. They didn't even write best of luck or anything. My feelings are hurt. For seven people I got a gift card to Target for $150. That's about $21.48 a person. I grew up on a road with all of those people around me. We all lived on the same dirt road until I was 21 years old. I'm sad that they decided to go to a Memorial Day party, that is every year, instead of coming to my shower, and I'm sad that they couldn't even write their own damned names in my card, a card that they had lying around in a closet, a card that wasn't even bought for me. I don't mean to sound selfish, if you could all see the card, I think you'd understand. None of this is about gifts, all I wanted was my family together, especially since we aren't having a reception. I'm sad that they couldn't even sign their own names. Oh well, we got most of the rest of the things we needed for Florida with that gift card, to which I am grateful. I guess I was just wanting my family around. Anyway, that's all that is going on...I felt that a full fill-in was needed. I can't wait to be married. |