Getting married in two months. Okay, I know the days its 74 days. Let me tell you this when they tell you that it's all about the Bride and Groom, that statement is wrong. Everyone puts in their own two cents, and it's a long battle between food, cake, clothing. It's a crazy mess.
Sometimes I want to step back and be like really? we are fighting over a cake? really. This is insane. The whole wedding thing is so hyped up, and then you get to planning, because you saw the whole happy couple and you want that. Just to realize in the middle of planning.. you know they are happy because well the hell is over.
74 more days of planning. Is it worth it? Sure to marry my best friend in the whole wide world. But to invite 150 crazies to see it, no. Sorry family. Not. Worth. It.
I remember when my brother got married, he had two ceremonies. We spent the night at his soon to be in laws house, and forgot our pillows. So I had no pillow. So I asked him at his second day of wedding crap to get my pillow back. My parents were so angry that I dare bother my brother with something so little. Okay, sure it's a pillow, but I wanted it back and I didn't want to wait 1 month to get it back. Yes I had to wait a month for this damn pillow. But it was mine and had my head imprint on it. I was a bratty teenager. But I feel like in the whole wedding planning, everyone turns into a bratty teenager.
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