I’ve always loved weddings. I mean, what girl doesn’t? Growing up, I loved the movie The Wedding Planer. The opening scene of JLo in the headset (a la Britney Spears) effortlessly executing that gorgeous wedding had me nodding and smiling and bouncing on the edge of my seat. That part where she’s planning a pretend wedding for her barbie dolls? Precious.
My love of weddings continued into my teenage years when I helped out at a family friend’s wedding venue. I worked there for four or five summers helping set up, clean up, park cars, prepare snacks, cut flowers, and divert wedding crises (well, maybe not, but in my head I was totally irreplaceable and starring in The Wedding Planner 2).
Ever since Pinterest came along I have joined the thousands (millions?) of other girls planning their imaginary weddings, full of DIY projects that will turn out nothing like the pictures and $20,000 dresses no one actually buys. Except now, I AM planning my actual wedding. My real life, not pretend, it’s actually going to happen wedding. Um, what. Excuse me while I pinch myself a little bit and scream into a pillow.
Okay, I’m back. I’ve dreamed about marrying J for almost seven years now. That’s a lot of time to plan, dream, and scheme. But now that it’s become a reality and not just a pretend event happening sometime in the future, I’m a little bit…overwhelmed? Too excited? Not excited enough? Making way too many spreadsheets than any sane person should?
Since you mentioned spreadsheets (oh wait that was me) I should probably say that I love excel, and lists, and charts, and organizational apps…and since we got engaged last month I have gone a little bit crazy with all of the awesome tools out there to help plan THE perfect event.
But as much as I want our wedding to be perfect, I know it won’t be, and I also know that somehow that will make it even more perfect. Imperfectly perfect. Because I’m not perfect. J’s not perfect. We’re not perfect. And I’m sure that some auntie will get way too drunk and say something ridiculous, that we won’t order enough chairs for everyone, that we’ll lose some important RSVPs, and that a table will collapse just when all of the food has been put on it. But that’s okay. Because that won’t make our day any less special. Because when it comes down to it, aren’t weddings simply about joining together with the one you love, surrounded by loved ones? Yes, all the stuff that comes with a wedding is pretty awesome, but I know that when the day comes (and no, we don’t have a date yet, so stop asking) all that will matter is that I’m finally marrying the man of my dreams.
Also, will you please help remind me of all of this (with a few slaps if needed) when I’m worrying about using sunshine yellow versus sunflower yellow in a few months?
“Love can’t always be perfect. Love is just love.”
[The Wedding Planner]