Category: Fevered rants of a frantic Bride

While I wait for the nauseatingly foul odors in the kitchen to die down so I can wash more dishes, I thought I’d fill you in on a little secret- I never expected anyone to actually read this blog. My friend, Diana, stated it best when she said “I assume that no one ever talks… Continue reading Belated Resolutions

I’m going to gouge my eyes out with it. Ben and I registered last weekend. When I told my mom about it today, she said she thought it would be like making a list for Santa Claus. Exciting, fun and hopeful. Not so much. This year I have had many new and awkward experiences. I… Continue reading If I have to look at one more fork…

Ok, so I’ve spent the whole day trudging through websites. Websites like massive sugar-sludge swamps, trying to suck me down into their frilly world of sweeping fondant “curtains” and powder pink, gumpaste roses. Can I just say that I find the wedding industry more than a little nauseating? If the prices aren’t enough to make… Continue reading Have your cake and hate it too

As Ben and I were getting in the car after visiting with his Uncle Mike, one of about a zillion relatives we saw during our trip to Delano last weekend, I told him “I dated you for you. I’m marrying you for your family.” He just laughed. He must have thought I was joking…

As of last night, I have had at least one dream per ex-boyfriend in which I’m engaged to him instead of Ben. Guys I’ve only briefly dated are included in this list. Two exception are a guy I dated briefly in high school (whom I’m expecting an appearance from any night now) and a guy I went… Continue reading Why must I torture me like this?

I bought my veil yesterday. Or, I guess it might be more accurate to say I bought A veil. It’s very, as my mother would say, frou frou. At first I didn’t care because I’m going to wear it for, what, maybe 2 hours ever? But then I remembered that there will be pictures. hmm.… Continue reading Another step complete?

Had Harry Potter been given the opportunity, I’m sure he would have learned as much as possible about wands before his trip to Diagon Alley. He probably would have spent hours and HOURS looking through wand websites, surfing wand designers webpages and boring his friends (if he’d had any) with facts about the practices of… Continue reading My dress found me!