Head meet Wall.

Why does it seem that during life's exciting moments there is always that one person around who will try their darnedest to steal all of your joy and make those moments about them? There is inevitably going to be that person that is so inconvenienced by your happiness that they want to make sure you and the rest of the world knows just how hard it is for them.

I was really hoping that one of these monsters would not rear their ugly little heads in this last stretch of wedding planning leading up to the Big Day. My naive thinking was that, the easier I made it on everyone involved, the less mutiny I would have to endure and the happier we would all be. So far it has been easy being a -zilla free bride. I think I have been quite reasonable. I have not made any rediculous demands of my bridesmaids or family. I haven't asked anyone but Tory and my Mom for much help with details (yet). I have asked and respected the opinions of others and tried to consider their feelings too. And maybe I have just been too accomodating. It turns out that all of my trying not to inconvenience anyone has lead them to feel greatly inconvenienced when I actually do ask something of them.

Some people are just so inflexible and stuck in their own heads that trying to work with them is like banging your head against the wall. You ask yourself: Do they know how difficult they are being or how hard they are making this? Or are they really so self absorbed that they are totally not clued in to the fact that they are crossing the line? Which is worse? And HOW in the world am I to deal with such a challenging person?

So here I go, I am going to say those 4 little ugly words that I have managed to avoid saying these last 11 months (but have taken secret pleasure in hearing from the mouths of others):

THIS IS MY DAY.

THIS IS TORY'S DAY.

THIS IS OUR DAY.

When I take a minute to realize how selfless and accomodating so many people have been, and how willingly they have taken on additional stress- when they already have jobs, children, school, and distance to deal with- for no other reason than to help us make this day memorable and special and to make it a little easier on us, it makes me realize that their really are no victims at wedding. There are no victims in the process of planning a wedding. The people who are called upon to help and be present for events along the way should feel honored and not inconvienced. Shame.

News Feed: Amanda changed their profile picture

In an effort to keep things light and comical I have vowed to myself and Tory to change my facebook profile picture to some sort of awful wedding photo on a weekly basis. With the nuptials coming up just over 6 weeks (AGH!) away, this is my last attempt at staying sane. So far, the last 11 months have been truly painless as painless as moving in together, combining 2 peoples lives in 730 square feet of space, planning a wedding, saving money for extra details, a down payment on a house, a new car, etc, and just figuring out how to live and work together like a well-oiled machine can reasonably go. But with deadlines and due dates closing in on me, I am starting to feel the stress again (just when I thought I was doing good with planning and organizing) and laughing at the expense of ghosts of brides' past is the best way to remediate this. So all you facebookers- if you find yourself wondering "Oh wow, is she going to wear those shoes/that dress?" or "OMG, is she going to have a 9 month old surprise ready to arrive when we show up for their big day?" NEVER FEAR... this is my last ditch effort to keep things fun and light-hearted.


How about you try to google "awful wedding photos" and see how much it makes you giggle?
Have fun!