This whole wedding-planning process has been surprisingly waffle-free for me. I mean, I’m not saying the decision-making has been all easy, sunshine and roses—there were plenty of vendors that I researched exhaustively before we finally picked one. But usually, we’ve been able to make a decision, stick with it, and move on.
But there are two decisions that I’ve been stressing about, even though we’re 95% sure where we’ll land with them. I just keep second-guessing myself. Should we spend the extra money for these little extras for our guests? Or should we save that money for more booze?
Decision number one is transportation. Because of the way Cape Cod accommodations are (lots of small, non-chain motels), our guests are likely to be scattered in hotels all over the place, and thinking about trying to coordinate stops at all those places without paying an arm and a leg for it makes my head hurt. Also, our open bar will be wine-and-beer only—i.e., harder to get wasted—and our guests are all adults and can figure out how to coordinate designated drivers. And actually, I’ve only ever been to one wedding where transportation was provided, so I don’t think it’s quite as prevalent as the wedding blogosphere would have us believe. It’ll be fine. Right? Right???
Our ceremony followed the Catholic standard—a reading from the Old Testament, a reading from the New Testament, followed by a gospel, homily, and Holy Communion.
Choosing the readings was sort of a no brainer. Our Pre-Cana class provided a booklet with options for each selection and, honestly, we felt it was kind of slim pickin’s. The dynamic between a husband and wife has changed drastically from the biblical times and I wasn’t comfortable choosing a reading that said, “Woman, obey your husband.” But in each category we found at least one passage that resonated with us and we felt the program we put together was a true representation of us as a couple.
As Sunday slowly became Monday, the night was coming to an end, and we only had one set of traditions left—the tosses.
First up was the bouquet toss. When I was looking for a song for this, the same one kept coming up time after time—Single Ladies. No disrespect to Queen Bey, but I’ve had my fill of that song. I wanted to choose something that meant more to me than that. So, I went with a personal favourite, a classic 90’s girl power anthem – Wannabe by Spice Girls.
Like many brides before me, I’ve been dreaming of my post-wedding chop growing my hair out for the wedding. When Mr. Narwhal and I first met my hair was short and blonde. Shortly before we bought our home, I went back to my natural colour to save money and have since been in the process of growing my hair out.
Most of my DIY projects start out with high hopes and aspirations—once they are finished, I hope that they live up to the original vision. Occasionally, a project will surprise me and turn out way better than I expected in the first place! This project was one of those.
I didn’t worry much about creating a beautiful or creative card box—it was low on my priority list and I figured we could find always something to plop down on a table and collect cards from our generous guests. My mom, the vintage shopper extraordinaire, picked up a vintage suitcase at one point and asked if I wanted it for a card box. I said, “Sure, thanks,” and I stuck it under my bed and left it there for a few months. I finally took it out this past weekend to perform a makeover.
Our trip to French Polynesia departs from LAX. Once we had secured the international portion of our trip, we needed to decide how to get ourselves to LA from Albany. We knew we wanted to arrive the day before our flight to Tahiti so that we wouldn’t be cutting it close if we were to encounter flight delays.
Mr. Crab suggested that we kick off our mega vacation with a bang by starting out with a couple nights in Las Vegas. We both enjoy a party weekend in Vegas from time to time (case in point), but Mr. C really loves Vegas. This plan worked out well (and wouldn’t really be out of our way), since most West Coast bound Southwest Airlines flights out of Albany fly through Vegas and we’d be stopping there anyway!
When we visit Vegas we usually stay at the Flamingo because of its relatively reasonable rates and central Strip location. For this trip, we found a great deal on two nights in a Fab Deluxe King Room.