It’s been 337 days since I said I’d marry that boy. How have we gotten to here already? Am I ready from a logistical standpoint? Heck no. Am I elated in an emotional sense? You better believe it.
So many of you have requested wedding planning updates along the way, but truth be told, there hasn’t been a whole lot to say in the past months. From Christmas until I left for Africa on March 18, I had a handful of crazy book deadlines on my plate, then I was road-tripping it around Rwanda and South Africa for a month. Naturally, now that I’m home, I’m all “Jesus Mario Christ, what was I THINKING?” (Answer, in short: I’m usually not. Case in point, see below.)
Still, I’m also one of those efficient planner types who doesn’t beat around the bush. I booked the first florist I met with, settled on the only cupcakery where we had a tasting, bought the second dress I tried on: My life is so transient and uncertain that I don’t have a whole lot of time for being fickle. So, all the big stuff was settled on months ago, and it seems like from then until now, we’ve been in a period of stasis where I feel as if we should have been doing something wedding-related in every spare moment, yet had no idea what it was I was supposed to do.
However, in the time since we last chatted weddings, I have tackled the following:
–“Booked” an officiant! That would be my best friend in the whole wide world, Liz. We’re not having a religious ceremony and, thus, a preacher seemed a bit off—plus, we wouldn’t know one to ask in these parts even if we had gone that route—and when it kept coming down to a person to perform the ceremony, neither SVV nor I could think of a better officiant than she. I presented her with a story board scrapbook of our eight years or friendship, which culminated in the proposal of sorts, while we were at my bachelorette party in New Orleans last month, and I think it’s safe to say she was shocked, ever so slightly.
Nevertheless, it took her all of one work day to be officially ordained by the Universal Life Church. And just like that, we have ourselves a High Priestess.
–Found Scott’s suit. We’re not traditionalists by any means, and I’m not a fan of tuxes. To match my dress color, black was out of the question, and chocolate brown seemed like the best option. Luckily, it’s also Scott’s best color. I haven’t seen the suit on him yet, but I have no doubt he looks dapper!
(Uh, that’s not him…obviously. He’s going to look far better than that joker!)
His brother, the Best Man, is wearing the same (only with a purple vest and tie in lieu of Scott’s ivory tones), and my ridiculously talented MIL is crafting a mini version of the suit for my three-year-old nephew Jack, our ringbearer, as well as a mini version of my dress for six-year-old Kiva, flower girl extraordinaire, out of Scott’s sister Lisa’s former wedding dress material. Here’s the mock-up minus some last-minute accoutrements and a layer of crinoline.
Isn’t she ridiculously talented? (And Kiva ridiculously adorable?)
–Finalized the Playlist. We’ve hired a dazzling string trio—violin, guitar and cello to be exact—to play pre-ceremony, ceremony and cocktail hour, and I’m quite happy with the mix of jazz, Broadway tunes and contemporary songs that we have picked out. Want to know what our processional, recessional and first dance are? HA! You’ll just have to hold your pretty horses until May 23 then. As far as dinner tunes, we’re relying on Simon’s Super Awesome Wedding Mix to get us through the sit down, and post-dinner will see Scott’s Navy pal Roy spinning some tunes for the dancers in the crowd (which, ahem, will be everyone if I have any say in the matter! and being the Bride, I’m pretty sure grants me legislative powers for 2010 the evening).
–Planned the Wedding Week festivities. More than half of the 80 attendees are coming from other corridors in the country. We don’t want them to venture all this way and NOT enjoy the best of what California has to offer, so we have a four-day roster of events all set to go and keep them occupied. Let me just say, I’ve stressed over this far more than I have the little things like what shoes I’ll wear and what color my nails will be.
–Sent Out the Invites. More creative handiwork by my amazing cousin-in-law Kelly, following a similar style as our tedious save the dates. These were the main invites (don’t mind the tacky purple blocks; my PhotoShop skills are lacking…one day, someone will teach me the proper utilization of the blur function):
The reply postcards (front and back):
The rehearsal dinner invitation:
And the events round-up (printed and cut into strips to channel admission tickets)
Oh, and AS IF we’d end there. Kelly also designed completely unique envelopes for both the invitations and rehearsal dinner notices. And we ordered vintage California and Golden Gate Bridge stamps off eBay, since clearly I’ve become the type of person to care about postage.
Well, that’s about it. Now, I’m all ready to get hitched! Heh. Only things left on the docket are “minor” things like seating charts, dry cleaning my dress (which is going to cost nearly as much as the garment itself, no lie), paying all the remaining deposits, making the place cards and table centerpieces, procuring all the items for our homemade photo booth, shopping for and preparing out-of-towner welcome baskets, stocking the champagne cocktail (pre-ceremony) and hot chocolate bars (post-reception), finding accessories for my MOH and officiant, etc. etc. etc. to the nth degree—those sorts of menial tasks. So, you know, on top of my writing deadlines, upcoming work trip to LA for five days, and daily ass kickings, there’s absolutely nothing on the docket for this next month! (Hold me.)
Oh, what’s that you say? What you REALLY want to know about is the…
–HONEYMOON? OK, alright then, without further ado—and because our flights are officially booked now, finally—we will be spending the first two weeks as newlyweds on…
BORNEO. (With four days in Vietnam to break up the journey, and two in Brunei.)
How about THEM apples?
(Also, have you ever tried to plan a “vacation” to just a remote corner of the planet? NOT easy, let me tell you. I’m going to need a vacation simply from all the honeymoon planning, which has now consumed the last four months of my life.)