the Nonsense in Between

Wedding Woes

As the year 2006 creeps up on us people keep insisting that I start planning this wedding. Okay, Okay we should really get on that. We set a date and an approximate time (sept. 3rd at duskish, like 6:45). Then it was time for the guest list. In the beginning we said we'd keep it small, not realizing that the groom's list would be 10 times longer than mine. Being a state away from all of my friends and family makes it hard for all of them to make it. Sure it's only a state away and Dom's family is coming from allover the country but my family just doesnt have the money. I called my mom to ask her who might be able to make it and she basically told me no one. Except of course her, my dad, and my brothers. I'm mostly just upset that my aunt Maria and my Abuela won't be here. Besides my mom, they are the two most influential women in my life and it would have meant the world to me to have them here.

But the show must go on and so must the planning. I've picked out the dress, flowers, Dom's friend Lee will officiate, getting help with invitations (thanks, Juan), Megan Barry Photograpy for photos (really awesome ones, right megan?). I guess people want to see decorations so I'll get on that but it's not going to be spectacular, people. And if one more person asks me about "the color" I'm going to scream. There is no "color". Infact, I may just get a hodgepodge of things that dont match to piss everyone off.

So for those of you who get an invite and actually make it to the wedding just bring your party pants because it's going to be a grand mis-matched time.