Like many little girls in the world, I have been a cliché, and have been planning my wedding day for years and years. For as long as I can remember, I have dreamed of getting married outside, having a huge dance party, being the center of attention, getting lots of presents, and marrying Prince Charming.
I am happy to say that all of that is actually happening. I mean, Faince’s name is not actually “Charming”, and he is not literally a prince. He’s close though. Fiance is very funny, he cooks, he walks our Belle, he loves me when I’m crazy, tells me I am pretty when I look hideous, and does not get mad at me for writing whatever I want about him on this blog. Plus, he’s one hot stud muffin.
After Fiance proposed to me, I made him “propose” every morning for two weeks. Once just wasn’t enough, and it made getting ready in the morning SO much more exciting. He rolled his eyes every morning while proposing, but the fact that he still did verified that he will indeed make a good husband.
From the moment I said, “Are you serious?!? YES, I’ll marry you!”, I have been putting together our Fairy Tale Wedding. (I have actually been planning this wedding for the last 7 years, so now I’m basically just filling out the paper work and finding every excuse I can to buy new outfits.)
“I needed these new shoes for the wedding! Okay… for a wedding event…a wedding-planning event….to buy your ring….ugh, fine! I bought them just to go shopping for your ring….. and I ended up buying another pair of shoes for the wedding.”
Fiance has been really involved in the wedding planning. He is not the average sitcom-fiance that fooled me into believing that all guys could care less about the wedding. Aren’t they all supposed to have this “All I gotta do is show up!” attitude, as they drink beer and scratch or something? Well, not Fiance.
Most of the time he has been pretty helpful. He helped me decide on my wedding dress (Yes, he’s seen it. No, I don’t care.) He looks at all my Pinterest ideas, and actually likes a lot of them. Most importantly, he actually reads the to-do list I send him via Facebook, AND does not even complain about me nagging him! Which I have to continually do because someone often forgets to follow through on the instructions I keep sending him. If you would just listen the first time!
It’s hasn’t all been easy-peasy-lemon-squeezy, (that’s right I work with preschoolers) though. So far our biggest fights have been over food selections (why can’t we have a French Fry bar???), song selections (Uh,NO Three Six Mafia cannot play our wedding song), his wardrobe (Seriously….purple velour? You know you’re straight right?), and pre-wedding expenditures (Yes, Fiance, mani/pedi’s, facials, teeth whitening, spray tans, and a gym membership are all necessary! Stop hassling me, Charming.)
After 7 years of dating, 4 years of living together, and 487 trips to Disney, we are finally just about 2 months away from tying the knot. I know I am incredibly cheesy and sentimental about everything this year, but I really do feel like “the luckiest girl in the world”.
I may seem like quite a catch to all of you(right???), and everyone thinks “Boy, Fiancé is one lucky guy!” But, Fiance knows the REAL me. The always running late, anxiety basket case, no makeup on to cover my zits, REAL me. AND he still wants to sign papers saying he has to wake up to my morning breath everyday for the rest of his life!
All that’s left to do now is seating charts, present buying, vow writing, make place cards and table numbers, book our honeymoon, buy a whole new “just married” wardrobe, book a few more reservations….. eww, this list is getting much too long.
Hey, Fiance, if you’re reading this (and I know you are, you don’t have anything else to do at work), don’t forget to edit that music I sent you, insure my ring, get your groomsmen’s shoe sizes, buy our tickets to Costa Rica, and can you refill my Starbuck’s card while you’re at it? Thanks.
Can’t wait to tell you more in two months!