Engaged! Now What?

I'm so very excited to announce that (finally) I'm engaged! I mean we're engaged! For the last, I don't know, FIVE years (or ever since Pinterest was invented) I have browsed the wedding Pinterest category and made an embarrassing amount of secret wedding boards. I felt like I could have an impromptu wedding at any moment.

Wrong.

Weddings are so much more than pinning 4 carat princess cut rings and flower crowns. There's just so many real life aspects that really make me want to hire a wedding planner. I have emailed the popular venues in town and a couple are already booked for every single Saturday next summer through October. How!? I have browsed 70 million photographers in the area. How do you choose "the one"?!

How many people do we invite? We want it small, but at the same time don't want to leave anyone out. I want to be surrounded by all the people I love and cherish, but once you get over a certain guest number, the prices shoot up. Every single thing seems like a dilemma.

But. Yes, there's a but. It's all fun. This is my forte; planning. Coordinating. I have come to love it. Teenage me wouldn't believe it.

I have to talk myself down, though. I can not give into the pressure of having an over the top wedding. I don't need all the bells and whistles. I don't need to rent a limo. I don't need to have a mini orchestra. I don't need to serve filet minion. Every single wedding website and blog make me feel pressured into having this picture perfect magazine-worthy wedding, when in fact, that's not for me. I want it to be beautiful, but not obnoxious. Something cute, simple, and quaint. And those who know me, I gag at the word traditional anyway.



Any wedding tips are SO welcome, you guys!

Leave a Comment | LABELS: authenticity, love, perspective, wedding

My guy

Mother's day and Father's day are so awkward once you become a parent. I feel like I should be glorifying my dad like I always have, but now Adam is a dad to my child and I really want the day to be about him. Same with mother's day. I am now equally sharing the "best mom ever" role with my mom. Okay that's not that awkward. That's kind of cool.

I feel like whatever I do for Adam on father's day doesn't do him justice. There's never enough words to tell him how great he is. Never enough gifts I can give him.

How is he able to come up with such sweet words on the fly? Whether they are original or movie quote compilations that he's paraphrasing, they're always genuine. I need an entire day to articulate how I feel about him after writing it down on paper and reciting it in my head.

Read more »

Leave a Comment | LABELS: love