I cannot describe how much I hate this wedding. As a writer, it's especially annoying that I cannot put into words what a miserable process planning a wedding is. True, sometimes I'm just a miserable person, but if I could rewind to January of 2007, I would beg and plead with my newly engaged self to take my dad's elopement bribe and hightail it to Vegas.
What's causing my rant this time?
We no longer have a wedding judge.
We gave him a ceremony time as a place holder last year and didn't update it until last night. Completely my fault. Of course, even though we were only an hour off, he had booked a wedding after ours and is now unable to perform our ceremony. Awesome.
Oh, and it's a month away from the Big, Frustrating Day.
I've just had it with everything. I'm emotionally exhausted. I want to burst into tears, but instead, I think it's time to sit on the balcony and drink a glass bottle of wine.
Are any of you ordained?
*UPDATE 2*
Found a judge. Dave explained the situation to him and told him we already had our own ceremony we wanted. As soon as Dave mentioned the breaking of the glass, the judge goes, "Mazal tov!" More enthusiasm than Judge No. 1, that's for sure. He's a keeper. Let's see how long we can hang on to him.
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Things will come together and it will be a perfect day.
That's stressful...but I'm sure it will all be worth it on the actual day. Good luck!
My grandparents eloped to Vegas and got married at The Hitchin' Post. They have now been married 56 years. I almost had a wedding once and pulled out at the last minute, and the planning drove me crazy. Since then, I've told my mom it's Vegas for me - family tradition!
Then she pretends to cry.
Don't worry, though! Everything will come together and love will abound and birds will sing and all that.
Your dad rocks. Next worst case scenario, I can make my voice sound like Zeus' in Clash of the Titans.
I take it back, that would definitely be the worst case scenario.
Almost over. When shall we cocktail, darling? Thursday?
Oh yeesh…. Deep breaths, miss. Deep breaths.
I’m getting married in September and I totally hear you. We were told that under no circumstances could we have an outside accompanist for our ceremony and would have to pay an organist $300 to play music we don’t like. I’ve been harassing this organist for months to no avail and when I e-mailed the minister out of total frustration I was told that, at one month away from the wedding, they’re switching organists.
The upside is that it means we can have whoever we want play during the ceremony, but it also means that it’s going to be pretty difficult to find anyone who’s available.
I think it's all part of the wedding thing - you'll get through it, but my thoughts are with you! Hopefully the frustration clears out soon!
Thanks girls!! Sometimes you just need a pity-party, ya know? And isn't it ridiculous, all these things people worry about when planning a wedding? I told Dave that I'm NEVER getting married again. ;-)
And TKTC: My Thursday just opened up if you're in the mood for wine (when aren't you?).
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