I decided last night that when I begin having children, I hope that I have all boys. Period. If I never give birth to a girl then that eliminates ever planning another wedding. Ever. Please don’t misunderstand, I love all things wedding. The pretty decorations, the gorgeous dresses, the punch fountain (which in my opinion is a MUST HAVE), the wedding favors, the extravagant cake, two people utterly in love…weddings = totally awesome. However, I have learned that what I love about weddings takes forever to plan. These babies are work! AND SO MUCH MONEY! EEEE gads!
I am a bit of a procrastinator so last night my Mom demanded I spend some time with her ordering some things for the wedding. Ok, not such a hard task, right? Wrong. So, so wrong. Up first? Napkins. Didn’t like the silver, didn’t like the white (I mean, how BORING), didn’t like the green they offered….but the black! Oh the black! How fabulous it was with green lettering. So I settle on the name and the date and squish it all in there with our limited character amounts and then my Mom says to me, “What accent do you want?”
Huh? Accent? As in do I want my napkins to sound like Texas or the East Coast or like they are from Mexico? Who, in their right mind, thought accents on a napkin were a good idea? So we looked at hearts. We looked at sayings. We looked at bible versus. We looked at monograms. We looked at leaving it off. We looked at bride and groom figures. We looked at mini sceneries. In the end, I decided on something and I can’t tell you what because, really, I don’t want to reveal all the wedding secrets. Some things must be a surprise! Needless to say, the napkins alone were quite the task!
So on and on my evening went like this. Things I had never thought of were going into this – like considering the color of the centerpieces, the linens and the favors at the table when deciding what color to use for the font on the favor boxes! You know, too much green will look like a forest, too much black will be depressing, too much silver will look metallic, etc, etc, etc etc!!!! Colors, boxes, napkins, bubbles, ribbons, cake topper….and just as I was about to lose my stinking mind, my Mom says, “Ok, now it is time to pick out a cake serving set.”
So she opens, on the computer screen I loathed by this point, knife sets. Oh yes, knives that were silver, pretty, covered in scrolling script, and most of all – BEST of all: sharp. All I could think about was how awesome it would be if I had one of those knives in my hot little hands to stab right through the center of….the notebook. Yeah! The notebook that had the list of all the things yet to do, to plan and to execute to make this go off without a hitch. The knife would stab nicely right in the center of that notebook. I could also stab…..
“AYZ – do you like this one?!?!” OH! Sorry, Ma, I forgot we were doing something here. “No, that is horrible and ugly and that whole groom entwining the bride thing on the handle just looks tacky.” On it went like that until I found the perfect serving set. By the time the evening ended, my brain was in the right place again. Instead of looking at the serving set and picturing awful things with the knife, I pictured how awesome it would be to cut the cake with my husband using the elegant serving set, how pretty the tables would be with all the awesome things we ordered that night, how special this reception would be with personalized awesomeness that expresses so very much of “Ayzlynn & Doug.” I guess the brief 30 seconds in which I contemplating murdering the planning notebook was just a lapse in judgment. BUT in the future, wedding planners, don’t save the knife set for last.
I am a bit of a procrastinator so last night my Mom demanded I spend some time with her ordering some things for the wedding. Ok, not such a hard task, right? Wrong. So, so wrong. Up first? Napkins. Didn’t like the silver, didn’t like the white (I mean, how BORING), didn’t like the green they offered….but the black! Oh the black! How fabulous it was with green lettering. So I settle on the name and the date and squish it all in there with our limited character amounts and then my Mom says to me, “What accent do you want?”
Huh? Accent? As in do I want my napkins to sound like Texas or the East Coast or like they are from Mexico? Who, in their right mind, thought accents on a napkin were a good idea? So we looked at hearts. We looked at sayings. We looked at bible versus. We looked at monograms. We looked at leaving it off. We looked at bride and groom figures. We looked at mini sceneries. In the end, I decided on something and I can’t tell you what because, really, I don’t want to reveal all the wedding secrets. Some things must be a surprise! Needless to say, the napkins alone were quite the task!
So on and on my evening went like this. Things I had never thought of were going into this – like considering the color of the centerpieces, the linens and the favors at the table when deciding what color to use for the font on the favor boxes! You know, too much green will look like a forest, too much black will be depressing, too much silver will look metallic, etc, etc, etc etc!!!! Colors, boxes, napkins, bubbles, ribbons, cake topper….and just as I was about to lose my stinking mind, my Mom says, “Ok, now it is time to pick out a cake serving set.”
So she opens, on the computer screen I loathed by this point, knife sets. Oh yes, knives that were silver, pretty, covered in scrolling script, and most of all – BEST of all: sharp. All I could think about was how awesome it would be if I had one of those knives in my hot little hands to stab right through the center of….the notebook. Yeah! The notebook that had the list of all the things yet to do, to plan and to execute to make this go off without a hitch. The knife would stab nicely right in the center of that notebook. I could also stab…..
“AYZ – do you like this one?!?!” OH! Sorry, Ma, I forgot we were doing something here. “No, that is horrible and ugly and that whole groom entwining the bride thing on the handle just looks tacky.” On it went like that until I found the perfect serving set. By the time the evening ended, my brain was in the right place again. Instead of looking at the serving set and picturing awful things with the knife, I pictured how awesome it would be to cut the cake with my husband using the elegant serving set, how pretty the tables would be with all the awesome things we ordered that night, how special this reception would be with personalized awesomeness that expresses so very much of “Ayzlynn & Doug.” I guess the brief 30 seconds in which I contemplating murdering the planning notebook was just a lapse in judgment. BUT in the future, wedding planners, don’t save the knife set for last.
I am cracking up! patience girl, it all comes together eventually and on that day none of this will even matter to you.
ReplyDeletehey woman!!! Im so glad you have a blog now! Sorry about this weekend...money is a little tight. but i will see you next weekend!!!!!!
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