Weddingbee

Cancun, Mexico - 2003
We are the king and queen of cheesy photos! Thanks for all the tips on the save the date magnets. I’m gonna go with the 2nd one.

I think I want to hire an acappella group to sing for 30 minutes or so during cocktail hour at the wedding. The cocktail “hour” will be an hour and a half so that Michael and I can take pictures. There will be tons to eat so the extra half hour will also mean less food to waste. But I think people need a bit of entertainment - they will eventually get tired of the string quartet.

Any Princeton undergrads reading this??? I sent an email to the Nassoons, but haven’t heard back. Any other recommendations? I’m looking for a light sound - a mix of 50’s/60’s/70’s and current music (Nassoons had some hiphop samples on their website, which I thought was fantastic).

I know a lot of the groups travel during the summers, so it may not work out. I’m thinking of also checking out Columbia groups (since they are more likely to be in NYC) and maybe posting on Craigslist. What I want is a mix of doo wop and beat box… preferably an all-male group, but I’m flexible with that.

*EDIT* I’ve checked a few groups: Princeton Tigertones: a bit too much of a choir sound. NYU Mass Transit: a little too modern. Rutgers Casual Harmony: kinda like the sound. Nassoons is still my fave…

I’m trying to make my own this week. What do you think of these?

Dear Sherry,

Hello? I’m LOST! Your mind has been in a frenzy, with thoughts scattering every which way! And I got left behind or forgotten somewhere in the madness.

Try to remember one thing: You are marrying Derek. You are NOT marrying your dress or the invitations or the flowers or the cake or anything else in the wedding. You are marrying Derek.

Well, I miss you. Hopefully you miss me too? Come find me soon!

Love,
Your Sanity

Ok, I might as well write about this now…*sigh*..so here goes nothing…

I know I wrote about my proposal before HOWEVER that was actually the 2nd proposal. My great, loving, boyfriend actually proposed to me twice. The reason why is because the first time he proposed he TO-TAL-LY FOCKED IT UP! So grab some popcorn cause here it is ladies… Oh and before I begin, even though there was a lot of swearing coming out of my mouth I never once raised my voice. I was very lady-like…a truck lady. Ok so here we go….

I believe it happened a month before the 2nd proposal. I was at work and his mom calls me. She tells me she bought me diamond earrings and a matching necklace and asked if I could come by after work to pick it up. I’m like “No, no you shouldn’t have” and she’s like “Well, I can’t return it now. I already paid for it so you might as well pick it up.” Good argument. Okay! So I call up C tell him the story and we decide to meet up with his parents for dinner after work.

We drive into queens and meet them at this Chinese-Korean restaurant that they like to eat at. After we’re done we’re just sitting around talking. My Korean’s limited so I know they just bought a juicer so i ask his dad “why don’t you make fruit juice?” he gives me this long answer about how fruit juice is good but vegetable juice is better for you. So I go “What about strawberry juice?” “What about blueberry juice?” “What about apple juice?” I think I went through the entire fruit family. I think he likes talking to me. I think it amuses him. It’s like talking to a little girl with below kindergarten level Korean.

So while we’re having this ever-so-fascinating conversation about juices, c is having a private conversation with his mom. Private? He was whispering. More like hissing. I hear something like “I’ll do it later.” and his mom hissed back, “Do it now while you’re father’s here.” then he taps me on the shoulder and goes “My mom wants me to show this to you now.” he whips out this dark wooden jewelry box and opens it up. Inside are a pair of diamond stud earrings, a matching diamond pendant necklace, and MY ENGAGEMENT RING.

Relax…relax… I turn to his mom and thank her for picking this up for us but she’s so excited and tells me to try on the ring. So I put it on and tell her how beautiful it is. His parents are beaming. I put it back in the box after trying it on for a little bit. We left shortly after that. His parents got in their car and drove off. C and I get into his car. I’m just sitting there staring, just staring out the window, while c is like la di da di da… Buckling his seatbelt and adjusting his jacket. Me? I’m just staring out the window thinking WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED? So as I’m still staring out the window i say really quietly…

Me: ..Was that the proposal?
C: What?
Me: Was that the proposal?
C: No baby, no.
me: What about the proposal?

To my HORROR he takes the ring out of the box, grabs my left hand, slides the ring on my finger and goes with a big grin “Will you marry me?” I stare at my hand still in his then I slowly turn to look out the front window again

Me: Tell me this is a joke?
C: What? So is that like a no?
Me: That’s a hell no. Is this a joke?
C: No why? C’mon will you marry me? (He’s grinning at me! GRINNING!)
Me: Is this a fucking joke? Tell me this is a joke.
C: (Still smiling mind you) what’s wrong with this?
Me: ARE YOU SERIOUS? YOU’RE SERIOUSLY ASKING ME THIS? YOU’RE SERIOUS?
C: Hahahaha what’s wrong with it baby? (DON’T BABY ME!!!)
Me: Um… we are sitting in your car parked outside of a Chinese take out restaurant in the middle of fucking queens. Are YOU SERIOUS?!
C: Well I …
Me: no. Nonononono… I’m giving you 1 month, 1 month. You are getting down on your fucking knees. None of this “The Korean man does not kneel before a woman bullshit, and waterfalls, I mean fucking waterfalls had BETTER be coming out of my eyes!
C: Hahahahahahaha ok fine, I’ll give you the knee thing. You deserve that much.

Ladies?!! Hello? I have tortured that boy into watching every romantic comedy with me for the past 5 years. Have you not been taking notes? Do you have a death wish? Must I knee your testicles? I mean HELLO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What da? Does he want me to kill him? Cause I’ll do it!

Then we drive off….
C: You wanna try it on?
Me: No.
C: C’mon babe!
Me: No! This never happened, I never saw the ring, and I will SPARE you the embarrassment and never tell anybody this story. Oh the shame!

He’s just laughing his hairy ass off. Hardy har…real funny you monkey. He actually found the whole thing funny. I shoulda bitch slapped his ass.

Me: Did you even ask my mom?
C: Um… No I was going…
Me: WHAT? WHAT? WHAT? ARE YOU SERIOUS? HUN! You’re seriously killing me.

Sometimes I just wanna grab him and just shake him to death. Just shake him. Not even like a polaroid picture, more violently, maybe even throw a pillow on his face and smother him for like an hour or two.

This explains why we were arguing about him kneeling in the 2nd proposal. Hahaha… I love him though. He’s my smile.

I need to book the “ride” for the wedding. I know it’s not original, but I still think it’s cool and will make for some cute pictures.