We've been tweakin'.
I never planned anything like this before, but I've watched as friends and co-workers have planned weddings. I've watched them stress, pace, become exhausted, and then sit with a blank look as they stared at the calendar, counting the days remaining.
Not something I wanted to ever go through. I'm too laid back. So laid back nowadays that I am only inches from falling into a coma. Wasn't always this way, but I am thankful I am now, otherwise I'd be going out of my ever lovin' mind.
The wedding will be at Old Sturbridge Village. This was not the first choice. The first choice was a meadow. OSV is better, it offers seating.
When we first came up with the idea to explore the possibility of a wedding at Old Sturbridge Village we treaded slowly. This would mean it would be a real function, not just moment in time flanked by vows and expressions of love.
It meant there would be place settings.
We, or more exactly, Mary, has become a Wedding Planner. From flowers, to colors, to music, to seating, to choosing the entre, and selecting the wedding cake, she has done it all.
I rented a tux.
Oh, I've thrown in my opinion now and again, but she has done most everything. Thank goodness, otherwise we'd be exchanging vows on unicycles in front of Mister Chuckles, the clown.
I believe ones personality actually plans a wedding. She is more stable, so the event will be wonderful, and my input has been carefully tempered. The Cat Juggler is out. The calliope is a no-go, and an antique organ will supply the wedding music.
The finger puppet wedding favors for the guests are history, too.
To be continued...
Congratulations on your impending nuptials!ReplyDelete
Thank you, Abby.ReplyDelete