Unfathomable Numbers

When you hear that someone has embezzled over $20 million, you probably shake your head, say something like "dang!", and go on with your business. And, sure, you may know that dinosaurs ruled the earth over 230 million years ago, but have you taken the time to contemplate how long that really is?

My point is, there comes a point when we no longer comprehend what a number really means. And for me, that number is 19...

Nineteen days to finish whittling down my centerpiece candles.
Nineteen days to add a hook and eye enclosure to my dress.
Nineteen days to meet with our florist, priest, and contact at the reception hall.
Nineteen days to buy our flower girl a tiara.
Nineteen days to get our marriage license.
Nineteen days to finalize our guest count and make a seating chart.

It doesn't sound like a lot. I mean, each task in and of itself is pretty simple and shouldn't take a full 19 days to complete. But it's not just about finishing these menial tasks. It's about the fact that our wedding is 19 days away! That's less than three weeks! Now that's pretty unfathomable!

Ciao,

A Woman's Right to Shoes

Yes, I bought a new pair of shoes for my wedding.

"I will literally be the old woman who lived in her shoes."

-Carrie Bradshaw (and me)

Ciao,

If Only We Were Having a Christmas-Themed Wedding...

I've been very adamant from the start - we were NOT going to be having a Christmas-y wedding. Not that Steve had any problems with that, but I had to make it clear to our vendors, church, and reception hall that we wouldn't be doing poinsettias in our bouquets, Christmas trees beside the altar, or red and green decorations in the hall to interfere with our fabulous pink and orange color palette!

This morning, we met with the music director at our church to decide on, well, the music! I was very impressed with his ability to be able to play samples of the tunes without any sheet music. I guess he's been doing it for awhile!

For our processional, we chose the ever classic Pachelbel Canon in D...



But if we were going to do a Christmas-y wedding, we would have totally rocked out to some Trans-Siberian Orchestra...



Ciao,