Weddingbee Blog

Oh, hi there!

You might have noticed I disappeared for a few days. This can be chalked up to the facts that 1. we went away for the weekend (and had a wonderful, wonderful time, thanks to my amazing extended family) and 2. things kind of suck, and rather than writing, I am trying not to lose my sh*t.

Sad, but notable, note: I’m sure this is not the first time I’ve written that.

So, my friends, do not expect a wedding update right now, but rather some classy complaining. Maybe just plain old normal complaining. Here’s what’s been happening:

• Plans we had made around our wedding are, for various reasons we are still trying to parse out, not working out. These are conversations we’re trying to have right now, so I’m not going to say much about them here.

  

  Me: tell me what to do about everything that’s happening! Fancee: *this picture*

• On Friday I got up, got ready for work, ran out the door, and drove about 75 feet down the road when my car smashed into another car. We live on a nice, quiet street that is intersected by two other nice, quiet streets, and—funny story!—there are no stop signs on any of the corners. Yes, my friends, that is 8 separate corners that do not have stop signs. Woo hoo. As soon as I finish writing this, I’m off to get my car looked at by the fancy insurance people. Let’s just say this was inconvenient. My awesome dad lent us his car for the weekend so we could go to New York and visit my family…

  

  pieces of my car, police car looking on

• … where my awesome dog bit someone. Daphne was adopted at an older age and was never socialized as a puppy. She has some behavior issues that we’ve been working on with her. Yes, once she bit another dog, and yes, it broke the skin, but it really was provoked. I would have bitten the other dog, too, if I could have gotten away with it. But this time…well, this time the kid deigned to walk by my dog. I’m sure it’s all more complicated than that—in fact, I know it is—but that’s what it looked like. Luckily, she only tore his clothes, did not break the skin, and I apparently handled it well. So, here’s what you do if your dog bites a kid: yank the dog off the kid, hand her off to someone who can handle her, make sure the kid is OK, go talk to the kid’s mother, and then burst into tears because you thought you were fixing your dog and then she went and f*cked it all up. Everyone was very forgiving. I might start slipping St. John’s Wort into Daph’s treats…just to take the edge off, you know?

  

  This face would never bite anyone! Um… right? Right!? Wrong.

• I went to breakfast with some of the bees on Monday morning, and talked about all the stupid stuff that’s going on, and they all told me they hoped my week would get better, and I said, “Thanks, it really can only get better from here!” And then I went out to my car, where I had just gotten a parking ticket. Big sigh. I got in the car, made a U-turn to go back home, and promptly got pulled over.

  

  Well, fancy seeing you again!

I am, surprisingly enough, doing pretty well dealing with all this, if I may say so myself. I haven’t fallen apart into a teary mess more than twice, and that’s pretty good for me. Our wedding planning is still going on, and I am only more excited to marry the wonderful woman who has been by my side through all this other crap. A surprising number of people have appeared in my life to tell me how wonderful I am and how well I’m handling things. So, thanks, World, for reminding me that things are going right, too.

And then! Someone told me that lots of bad things happening right before your wedding is a sign that you will have a strong and happy marriage. Fancee suggested that this is like the whole thing about rain on your wedding day: it’s just a nice thing to say so that people don’t feel sad about rain on their wedding day, or about all the awful things that are happening while they’re trying to plan for a big life change. The other side of it, I think, is that if we can get through this, all of this stuff that is time-consuming and stressful, while planning our wedding in less than three weeks—means that, hell yes, I want to marry this woman.

What good things are happening soon for you? Has anyone else been hit with a craptastic series of events? In the grand scheme of things, these aren’t the worst… and, now that I’ve gotten that out of my system, happy updates are coming soon to a Seahorse blog near you.