i finally sucked it up and decided to start planning our wedding. Ever since june when we got engaged we have been discussing the whole wedding thing. it started with steve wanting the traditional churchy thing with his bff's parading around him like lovesick penguins and me a gilded lily gracefully floating down the aisle... yeah freaking right - i am not one of those silly broads who started planning her wedding about the same time as her first menses. i just never cared or figured anyone would be nutty enough to marry me. i wanted none of the usual frills - i don't like being the center of attention and frankly i'm too lazy to plan a wedding. it's important to steve so i am planning away - but the ceremony isn't in a church and the reception won't be in some banquet hall with over-cooked prime rib or dried out chicken - it will be in the great out-of-doors - i'm picturing Gatsby's Last Stand. Yeehaw. Actually, i hate to admit but i'm sort of getting into the whole thing - but not to fear, i have a great attitude about it - i won't stress about perfection since it doesn't exist and if things to go as planned, oh freaking well, at the end of the day we'll still be married & our friends and family will have had free food and booze. I have my friend/maid of honor/bitch at my beck and call to reign me in - she told me "no swans!" damnit, that would have been ridiculously cool and completely pretentious. i still might try to sneak them in - 'course my folks are footing the bill and i'm not sure how they feel about ill-tempered avian decor.
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Ill tempered avian decor?? Your verbage amuses me. You are getting way more into this than you want to admit, my dear.
Sincerely friend/maid of honor/bitch
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