Weddingbee Blog

This week has been straight up insanity. There have been so many tears, and so many laughs, already.

It started with Mr. M catching a cold. I had to give him a shot of B-12. in. his. bum. I ain’t scared of that… Ninja please, needles don’t scare me! He’s doing much better today, thank god.

My parents and siblings are here, the loving worker bees. How lucky am I? Mom has done about 12 loads of laundry - she’s a saint among women for that duty. Dad is designing our paper goods, ‘cuz we just finalized the ceremony order yesterday. Procrastinate much? Sisters and Brother and significant others are just kicking major ass in every direction. It’s so comforting.

Major pre-wedding crisis? Check. Let’s hope it’s the first and last of the wedding. I may blog about it later, it was a dooz.

Me? I’m stuck at work. It SUCKS. Today is my last day, though. I feel horrible about it; my job is definitely suffering for my wedding-brain. They’re so nice here though; I am so lucky.

After losing over 20 lbs, I just realized most of my clothes don’t fit anymore. Especially my rehearsal dress, which I bought in September and literally fell right off. After a tailor rejected it for being too complicated an alteration, my dress designer has singularly saved the dress! WOOT!

I bought a bikini for the 5-night all-inclusive honeymoon to Cabo that was our (insanely, mind-blowing-ly generous and unexpected) wedding gift from Mr. M’s whole family. Yes, I know how spoiled we are. We can barely contain our excitement. If ever we needed a vacation - nay, a vacation that involves spending zero dollars, it’s now. It is currently due to be 95 and sunny next week. Wheeeeeeeee!

I think it’s pretty obvious I feel very behind on tasks. In fact, if I shared my to-do list, you might just plotz. But I have faith it will all work out. I’m just so excited for this day that we’ve been waiting 19 months for… scratch that, that I’ve been waiting my whole life for, is finally almost here… and I’ll get to marry my best friend, my soul mate, my heart, my Mr. M.