So I know I've been missing for a while now. I'm sorry, really I am. I've wanted to blog so badly, but just simply haven't had time. If you've been here before, you know I have a wedding coming up. In eight days to be exact.
And I hate to say it, but I've had (more than) a few bridezilla moments the past week or so. Not the least of which was tonight. So to recap, without too many gory details....
Steve and I were going over some of the last minute type stuff when I discovered he had made a mistake. Wait just a minute! How dare he, right?! Doesn't he know anything?! This is MY wedding, MY day, MY honeymoon.
I know that sounds incredibly selfish. And it is. But I really hope that I'm not alone in succumbing to this mentality. I have to believe that other women have experienced this when planning a wedding. I do realize that it's his day too. And that he's waited for it just like I have. And that it's important to him too.
So needless to say, I had quite the cry tonight. After I yelled. And maybe even cursed. Sigh. It was a rough night. But I felt better after. And I know that it'll work out. Maybe not perfectly. But as a friend of mine said, it'll be perfect for us because we're the ones getting married.
Not to end on a dreary note, the night did improve. A few good hugs and kisses and a pint of Ben & Jerry's certainly helped it along. And we did get to talk about it some afterward, which was good. I still love him even when he makes mistakes, even though it makes me want to shake him. And he still loves me when I go bridezilla. Even though it makes him want to spank me. Wait just a minute! How dare he?! Doesn't he.....
Oh wait. Let's not go there again. Righteous indignation didn't work out so well the last time. Now I'm off! Will see you all after I'm a Mrs!
