Weddingbee Blog

So I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but the Sparklers are pretty much 45 days out from our wedding.

45. Days.

I have no idea how this happened. Yes, everyone told me, “Oh just wait. Time will go by sooo fast at the end.” And every time someone said it, I would roll my eyes and think, “Please. I know about time, people. I understand how it works. I went to grad school, okay?”

(Okay… so this isn’t the degree I actually received)

Well, whoever is messing with the world clock should chill out.

Because, somehow, we are practically a month away from our wedding. Didn’t I just get engaged?! It’s crazy how quickly the date is approaching. I’m feeling anxious, under-prepared, and super nervous… so when you add all of that up, it really only equals one thing:

Wedding nightmares.

I always knew I would have them. I’m just that kind of person. I worry about everything, assume things will go wrong, and obsess about how to prevent any thinkable catastrophe. When I was an undergrad, I used to have the same dream before the start of every semester: I would show up to class, only to realize that I hadn’t been attending for weeks. The professor would glare at me and I would sneak out of the room crying. Seriously. I am such a nerd.

But these wedding dreams are really starting to freak me out. Last night, I dreamt that I was getting ready for the ceremony, enjoying some mimosas (of course), when I realized I had forgotten my veil and jewelry. While I was crying and freaking out, everyone else seemed to be unconcerned. Then, my sister offered me her car keys to drive home and pick everything up, but told me my apartment was an hour and a half away, good luck.

Great!

I know, I know… these are just silly dreams, reflecting the stress and anxiousness I’m feeling. But they aren’t fun. Why don’t we ever have awesome wedding dreams? Dreams where we’re getting married on an island in Greece, wearing a Lanvin gown and those sparkly $3,500 Louboutins that no one can really afford? And all of the bridesmaids have a Twilight star as their date, and your Mom is laughing and getting drunk with George Clooney. Why don’t we have dreams like THAT?

Lanvin and Loubs… YES and YES

Is anyone out there having GREAT wedding dreams? Or are you suffering from the craziness like I am?

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