Shiny!

Bride. Engaged. Wedding. These are words that I didn’t really think I’d use in a sentence with the words “I am a”, “We are”, and “Our”. Not to say that I was against the idea of being married. I just simply never really gave it much thought. I was always content with the notion of being in a long-term relationship and living with the person for a long time, to the point where it was like a common-law husband/wife. I wasn’t really the type of girl who dreamed about “the big day.” The only thoughts that I can recall having was that I wanted to not wear shoes and be outside. That was pretty much the extent of my thoughts regarding my own wedding.

But as we all know, life rarely goes as you envision it…

As of June 29, 2009 I am a bride. We are engaged. And we are planning our wedding. There. I said them. Those sentences! Naturally I am thrilled and delightfully happy! Because I am going to marry an amazing guy who I am madly in love with. I admit some of the wedding hoopla can be fun… like trying on dresses (I admit I love clothes. I am a girl after all.) Designing the invitations. (Hey, as a photographer/graphic designer, that doesn’t need to really be explained.) Cake. (Come on, who doesn’t like dessert? Yea,‘nuff said.) But when I was talking with my maid of honor and best friend of 20 years, she began mentioning the following words: silverware, glasses, linens, chair backings… the sound of wedding bells went from a gentle sweet ring to a horrendous clanging. Chair backings?! I am confuzzled! So… let me get this straight… because I love Shawn with all my heart and want to spend the next 50+ years with him, I need to worry about choosing a cover for the chairs… Riiiight. Tell you what; I think I want all of these chair backings to be mismatched! That’s right, make them aaaalll different and use whatever you can find. Or even better, lets have these chairs be naked.

I guess I am kind of an anti-bride. It isn’t the idea of getting married of course. It’s the notion of this being the most important and biggest day of your life. When you stop and think about that… it’s actually a pretty depressing thought. I don’t want my wedding day to be the best day. I want all of my future days with Shawn to be the best! The whole “big important day” mentality just doesn’t fly well with me.