I’m not going to write about my dad, why the email he sent me today (RSVPing yes) made me cry (and not in a good way).
I’m not going to write about how annoying it is that the hotel still doesn’t seem to have their act together, and different people seem to have different counts of how many rooms in our block are booked. It shouldn’t be my job to figure out who booked in our block, that’s what the hotel is supposed to do!
I’m not going to write about how scared I am that two weeks of not working out very much is going to leave me too big for my dress, even though I know it’s irrational.
Or about how much there is still to do (small stuff, mostly), or how I wish I could think about something else besides The Wedding.
Or the post that I’ve wanted to write for a long time about Dan’s original groomspeople, what we did for them for their wedding, and how/why they are not coming to ours.
Instead, I’ll write about how glad I am that so many people we invited are able to attend, some people coming from Florida and Kentucky and even China. How happy people were with the invitations (all Dan’s doing!), how excited I am to be able to see so many of our friends and family in one place at one time, how lucky we are that so many people support us and love us and are coming out to provide the community atmosphere for our event, a very important thing to both of us. How someone was awesome enough to buy the sporks we requested on the REI registry (can’t wait to see who that is!), how glad I am that we are able to have our party in such a beautiful place, and how triumphant I felt when I managed to get the tent rental company to knock a hundred bucks off the price because I went to preschool with the owners’ kids. How many of our friends and family members who live in the area have offered assistance, listened to kvetching over the phone and email, and still speak to us after a whole year of Wedding Crap. How almost everyone involved in the process has been supportive and excited for us, even though it’s not anyone’s job but ours to be excited about our wedding.
I promise that after this is all over, one month and one day from now, I will stop writing about weddings. Though I may switch to writing about my sister’s wedding, since hers is next, or maybe about my other sister’s graduation, or my mom’s upcoming major birthday, or Dan’s graduation (we hope) in December. 2008 is a big year for us and the wedding is only the beginning.