March 22 - Random Anti-Wedding Sentiments

Anyone who have ever met me will know that I don't cherish the idea of weddings. Or graduations (skipped 2 of my 3). Or really any occasion loaded with high emotions and inflated expectations waiting to be squashed. Plus I'm a bit anti-establishment, don't-tell-me-what-to-do, non-conventional.

All that to say, I'm still kind of a traditional girl. A silly but personally meaningful example:

-something old = my wedding/engagement ring is made from my great-grandfather's diamond tie pin,

-something new = uh, underclothes of course,

-something borrowed = my friend Arin's wedding dress (successfully married to the love of her life for 15 years and counting),

-something blue = blue flowers decorated my toenails :-)

Plus it's a good thing I'm not a surgeon. Saved $$$ by creating my own "French mani/pedi". Can you say pre-wedding jjjjjjjjjitters? Still looking at the jiggly lines with prudent fondness.

Contrary to popular concern, we did NOT end up with 15 green bean casseroles at our potluck- ice cream social wedding. Everyone brought amazing food selections from turkey & cream meatballs to curry dips & veggies to maraschino cherries in a jar. Kinda bummed actually. I heart green bean casserole.

And apparently NO ONE knows what to do with a guestbook these days. Our fabulous but dorky friends all signed in - cramming their names only on the very 1st blank page. You know, the one before the title page? Only our photographer (Dustin & Brinn Maust ROCK!) figured out that you're supposed to write on the lines that specify name, address, comments... Now I don't know where to send any snail mail thank you's. I was going to return to traditional, handwritten notes, but may have to resort to cheesy emails that half of ya'll aren't even sure how to open. Oh well.

Anyone want to hire me as your wedding coordinator? (Heehee)