OK let’s forget all that sleep crap and focus on the situation at hand.
DUDES! I’m getting MARRIED!
With 163 days to go, I find myself (and of course Matt because he is getting married too. I can’t forget about my date to this party…) in great shape.
Wanna know all the details? OK! (If not, close this page now. Thanks for reading this far.)
Place: We are getting married at a wonderful Italian restaurant in downtown Madison.
Bellini’s was originally a church built in 1897 which was then gutted and turned into a restaurant. It still has so much character and is always beautifully decorated in white lights and candles. Not to mention the stained glass windows will take your breath away.
We are having the ceremony and reception in this beautiful spot that we have all to ourselves for the whole night. I’m telling my guests to arrive on time because if you blink you might miss the ceremony. And then just turn around, raise a glass and get the party started.
Dress: well you already know all about that.
Flowers: I’m going with the same person my friend Shelly went through for her wedding. I love this lady. With a name like Daffodil Parker and a shop as cute as hers it was hard not to fall in love.
When my mom, aunt and cousin (maid of honor) met with her this summer we didn’t want to leave. So she gave us some flowers to get us out the door.
Rings: Just picked them up last night. This story is so great it deserves its very own post. Please stay tuned.
DJ: Two of my favorite people are DJ’ing for us. Jason started his own DJ company this year. Once I flippantly said he should DJ our wedding but at the time he didn’t have his own equipment. Now, he does. So when Joe said, “You know, we could DJ your wedding.” I got a little too excited. DJ JP is going to be spinnin’ the tunes long into the night. (Or if he’s reading this he might quit because really who wants to DJ for someone who says things like “spinnin’ the tunes”.)
Photographer. My friend Lori which I have gushed about repeatedly. I think she’s going to develop a complex after this wedding if I don’t stop.
Cake. A dear sweet neighbor is making it for us. This sucker is going to be GORE-GEEEEOUS!
He’s even making me a diabetic friendly layer. I might end up marrying him after eating cake for the first time IN A YEAR!
Honeymoon. Jamaica. All inclusive. Two days after the wedding. For a week. In the sun. No kids. Not mine. Not any one’s! Need I say more?
And finally, we registered last Sunday morning at my favorite store in Madison, The Century House. OK so yes my best friend and bridesmaid’s husband manages the store but still! I have loved it long before I loved Darcy.
They not only opened up the normally closed on Sunday store but they served us breakfast!
Who does that? The Century House! That’s who.
Their stuff is so gorgeous it was very hard to decide what to put on our registry.
Well that and getting over the whole “THIS IS WHAT I WANT YOU TO BUY ME!” complex. But soon even Matt got into the swing of things.
He especially got into saying to me “Ah no.” and “Not in that color.”
I think the real reason people register is a test for your marriage. How well do you negotiate (“I love this mug, I know you don’t drink coffee but it’s going on the registry!”) and how well do you compromise (“Since you put that chess set on there, this is going on. No I don’t know what it is or does but I like it.”)
Thanks again Century House for making our marriage counseling registering such a great experience.
Now the only thing we have to do for our wedding is wait.
ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY THREE long days.
