I had some much needed time with Tylor yesterday which included trips to The Book Nook, Mad Men, Montana Mike’s Steakhouse, and video games. It was a great day.
So lately I have been freaking out about wedding details, but more specifically where to get married at. This is a problem when you live in the middle of nowhere and it doesn’t seem like there are very many venues nearby. It’s also hard because everything is so expensive and I don’t want my parents to spend a lot of money on the wedding. I don’t usually like the idea of church weddings, but it would be significantly cheaper to have one. Anyways, all of this was starting to become a pain (especially because I was super motivated and felt like I had to plan my whole wedding in a week), but then the other night I had a mini revelation: Who cares where I get married! I AM MARRYING THE MOST WONDERFUL MAN IN THE WORLD!! So, my thoughts lately have been sort of like this: try not to stress too much about that one day because it’s the days after it that are going to matter.
….also, I made that last line extra cheesy just for Tylor ;)