Countdown, T-Minus...
This past spring, just after the Easter holiday in
fact, Little Sister was somewhat shocked when Car Guy proposed. I say ‘somewhat’
because she’d been less then subtly hinting for, impatiently waiting, and half
expecting a proposal for months. Literally months. But you know, when Car Guy
finally did do it, it actually was a surprise to her which I suppose is, or was
the intention.
Since then family discussions inevitably turn to
wedding planning, wedding plans, and all other things wedding centered. Little
Sister is the baby of the Farm Family after all and the last of us Farm Girls
to get married. It’s also been 12 years since we’ve had a wedding (that one
being mine and Heli Dad’s) in the Farm Family… though for us Corner Table
folks, we just celebrated on the Fairest side with Lil’ Sis and Mech Man’s
nuptials last August… As you can imagine this wedding is something of a BIG
DEAL for all of us.
As with everything in this family, when we decide to
do something we jump in with both feet and go full steam ahead. Which of course
means that when Little Sister and her Car Guy decided to get hitched, they
decided they wanted to do it as soon as possible and in style.
Today marks 3 weeks to the wedding.
And with that auspicious number on mind, here are
three things I’ve come to realize recently:
1) I pretty much hate shopping. For anything. I used to
enjoy it – for shoes, for clothes, for things, for anything – now it mostly
just makes me tired and frustrated. Once this wedding is over, I’d be happy if
I didn’t have to go shopping for the rest of my life, but you know: kids,
Christmas. Ugh, crap.
2) In many ways, weddings are a lot more fun when you’re
merely an invited guest. I mean, there’s so much frustration and anxiousness
that occurs behind the scenes when you’re part of the families and/or the
planning, that until it’s all over you hardly have time to enjoy it all. God,
if there were one piece of advice I could give anyone about to embark on the
process of planning a wedding it’s simply to make sure you’re taking the time
to enjoy the little things and not killing yourself with the stress of the ‘big
picture.’ The big picture is important, but it’s the little things that are
going to get you through it all.
3) Weddings make me emotional. Thinking of weddings makes
me emotional. Just writing those words makes me emotional. (Dear Lord, I’m a
mess.) And this wedding? This wedding is going to make me a sobbing mess of
happy, still sorta hormonal, emotions.
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