It’s been two weeks now since T, (that is what I will refer to when speaking about my fiance on this blog), popped the question.  Yes we reveled in all the congratulations that quickly followed the announcement of our engagement, downed an entire bottle of white wine (my guilty pleasure) sent to us by T’s parents, and made all of the appropriate phone calls to family and friends, of which my ears have still not recovered.  Amongst all this, we would catch each other staring at the rock perched on my finger, we would enjoy a few giggles (okay T doesn’t “giggle”), and we would smile contentedly at each other knowing that life had taken a very sharp turn into “futuredom”.  Wait, future? Yes folks, after the glaze of being ring-drunk wears off, then life takes another sharp turn into: “hey you are getting married and with that comes great responsibility.” (Yes I semi-quoted star wars there, but it was necessary).  Well if you are me, which you aren’t, but that is beside the point, then you come out of this ring-drunk episode with a hangover in which modern America likes to call: wedding planning.

The word overwhelming is a grave understatement in this situation, but it is exactly how I felt, how I feel, and how I will continue to feel until just about the time I’m enjoying that nice glass of white wine in some overpriced ballroom, in a heavy white dress, with my feet killing me.  So until then, I am going to freak out, and stress, and possibly elicit some sort of semi (not even) “Bridezilla” behavior, as T likes to call it (which clearly he needs to watch the show if he thinks any of my actions are like those diva’s).  Thankfully I have given myself time, which is crucial and definitely recommended.  Yes I want to get it all over with and start this new part of life, but I’m trying to savor the planning process and think through all of my choices.  This blog will be a journey, and I promise to leave any sort of bridezilla moments (as if those even exist) at the door. Instead I will fill you in what has worked and what hasn’t, and how I’m pulling off this wedding.