At this point, I seriously just want to elope. I mean really. I am so overwhelmed by all of this wedding hoopla business that I just want to *scream* I am on the verge of developing a Spongebob sailor mouth. In all honesty, wouldn’t it be romantic to steal away to a small church and only have a few family members witness the joining of lives? Then run off to a local coffee shop and have a coffee reception? It’s just that people spend SO MUCH MONEY on ONE DAY. It doesn’t matter. You can spend 100 or 100,000 dollars, but at the end of the day, you’re still married.
Everyone keeps telling me “It’s all up to you Briana!” *Cries* I hate pressure. I’m such a people pleaser and I can’t make up my mind. Will I regret it if I don’t go to the White House? Everything is so uncertain that I’m not even sure how many people can come. Is renting the White House justifiable? I mean, really, is it? Beautiful, yes. Predecorated, yes. Affordable? My mom says it is, but when she panics about something she gets this unavoidable look in her eyes. They widen a little bit. Nice try mom.
And I really am going at this alone. HBM is not helping, and I don’t expect him to, but a little input would be nice. I miss him not being here. I guess wedding planning is supposed to be a bonding time. It’s a stress out time for me. Secretly, I still want to rent out Calypso’s. HBM and I spent so much time there together and it means so much to the both of us. It would be perfect, it really would be. I don’t think a lot of people will be able to make my wedding due to the uncertainty, I HATE BIG UNECESSARY EXPENSES, and I really just want something intimate. It’s an artsy eclectic place, the coffee is wonderful, and it’s conducive to warm chatter, strummed guitars, and cozy laughter. I think I just sold myself. J
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