Weddingbee Blog

If you haven’t run across my archives, let me catch you up!

We got engaged, found a location, and chose our color scheme. Then, the drama started to set in. We decided not to have bridesmaids and groomsmen, then we changed the date and decided to have a small wedding. Once word got out that not everyone in the whole wide world would not be invited to our wedding, the shit officially hit the fan. There was a constant influx of crazy family drama which ultimately led to us cancelling the whole damn thing back in March.

Not happening.

I was sick and tired of letting people dictate to us what our wedding should be.

I was over hearing constant complaints from inconsiderate people. I was done with the stress and drama and opinions of people who really didn’t matter all that much. I was over it.

After the cancellation, I talked to some bees about everything that was going on. Somewhere during the conversation, Mrs. Spaniel opened my eyes to the idea of a “secret wedding.” Originally, I just wrote it off. First of all, there was no way I would be able to pull off a secret wedding. No way in hell. Second, I was so jaded with the whole “wedding thing” that I didn’t even want to think about planning another wedding. Nope, not for me.

Then the months started to pass. I added and added to my list of reasons to not get married. I was so put off by the whole thing that I purposely found reasons to not do it again. I told myself that marriage was outdated. That it was just a piece of paper that meant nothing, so what was the point anyway? I had a million reasons to not do it.

Then October came and I realized that there are a million reasons to not get married. It’s so much easier to not get married. Committing yourself to one person forever is no joke. Getting married is some scary shit. It’s big. But one reason trumped all the reasons not to get married: I wanted to. Simple as that. I wanted to stand up in front of my closest family and friends and profess my undying love and devotion to Mr. Rainbow. I wanted to be his family, and I wanted him to be mine. I wanted to see a wedding band on our fingers. I wanted to be Mr. Rainbow’s wife.

Yes, please!

So around the middle of October, at our weekly Saturday breakfast, I told Mr. R that I wanted to get married. For real this time. After a quick conversation, we decided to get married in a secret New Year’s Day wedding ceremony with our very closest family and friends.

With that decision, we were suddenly two and a half months from our wedding day and starting from scratch. Let the games begin!

Do you know anyone who has had a secret wedding? Did you have a (crazy) short amount of time to plan your wedding?