It's December! Yes I realise that it's already the third day in and I'm just now posting that little announcement. For the first time in the past 7 years I look forward to the holiday season with complete happiness instead of a mix of self-loathing and insecurity. I blame that on my fiancee. So weird to say that...
We've settled on a date, which has actually become dates, plural. I'm having a winter wedding. And a summer wedding. All in one month. Ahhh the wonders of crossing the equator. Saturday August 7th will be our "official" legal wedding here in Australia with all of John's family. It's going to be extremely informal, more like a family party, which is just the way I would like my wedding to be...I think. The second will be August 13th--yes that's a Friday--and we'll be winging our way stateside for that one. That will be a little more lavish, as I will be the first of four girls to get married. My parents are more excited about it than I am I think... They sounded so disappointed when I told them that I really just wanted something small and informal. And that if I did have a somewhat more pronounced ceremony and whatnot that I really didn't want a lot of flowers and the "usual" wedding stuff. That about killed my dad I think because he used to do floral arrangements as a side hobby for a while way back when. So...with this double ceremony/reception thing John and I will get ours and my parents will get their's. It works, right? Of course, it did get to the point where I was threatening John with not having a wedding ceremony at all and just getting married at a courthouse, which I still believe that I would be completely fine with. As it is, it's going to be weird enough trying to coordinate two celebrations between now and then, all on top of the holidays, going home for three weeks then coming back for another week of vacation here, and then trying to find a job, figuring out the whole getting a new visa thing and whatnot, trying to get a loan for my own car, finalising stuff with the house, moving into the new house, furnishing the new house...there's so much to do... I'm very lucky that my parents want to pay for a lot of the wedding stuff on their end or I'd be absolutely batshit insane.
I know they say the wedding is supposed to be all about the bride, but what happens when the bride really doesn't care all that much? I mean, I was the girl who didn't even think about getting married when I was growing up. I told people I was going to be the successful single woman! I was eight at the time, but seriously...kids really kinda do know what they want sometimes. And now I'm going to attempt to plan two weddings, one of which I am on a completely different continent from. And it's not like Europe and Asia and Africa where I could quite literally walk from one continent to another if I were close enough to the border. No, there's an ocean there... And I can't have two dresses, so I need to find one that will fit with a possibly cold winter wedding but also not be too warm for a summer wedding... I'm thinking accessories FTW!!
But people, if there were ever a time when you were debating on commenting on my entry, this is that entry! I want your dreams and hopes and ideas and everything you ever thought you wanted for your dream wedding!! I'm seriously at this big huge loss here and instead of browing through millions of webpages and photos on weddings and dresses and everything else--though I have already been doing that as well--I want to know what real women who I know and talk to have to say! PLEASE!! *puppy dog eyes*