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August 14, 2005
wedding whack-a-mole
sigh. after that stunning burst of bloggy prolificness for the BlogHer conference, i am back to my normal once-or-twice-a-week-if-you're-lucky output. i keep wanting to post pithy, articulate discourses on fascinating topics, but really -- all i'm coming up with are very whiny self-pity-parties. so consider yourself warned.
in addition to the ever-present spectre of Wedding Whack-a-Mole, there is also the task of Finding Our New Home, as mentioned in the previous post. we've checked out more than a few places already, and to be honest, i'm over it. we're not THAT picky, but it's incredible what people try to get away with when they say "move-in condition." one place actually featured a garage filled with the last tenant's junk and the remains of a ripped-out stove. charming.
a confession: i am not one of those girls who planned her wedding before she lost her first tooth, nor did i have all my colors and dress and whatnot picked out. i never sat around and daydreamed up my "big day," including music, food, flowers, and cake. women who did this always baffled me; actually, i was secretly intrigued by them: how did they do it? i can barely plan a real live actual dinner for four people without becoming a jittery heap. even when i was highly suspicious that i might become imminently engaged i couldn't envision my wedding; i got to "erm, outdoors would be nice..." and then i'd get really sleepy.
don't get me wrong; it's not that i downplay weddings, or don't like them. quite the opposite: i believe that having a wedding to begin a marriage matters deeply. and i'm really excited that we're both looking forward to this so much. however, i feel like i've always been somewhat behind with this bizarre eXtreem sport known as Wedding Planning.
you may have played this game before, where little moles pop their heads up, and you whack them back into the hole. the problem is that no matter how many you whack down, more pop up. this is how it is with wedding planning. as soon as i think one task is done, several more things pop up. if it's not the cake appointment, it's the need to get flowers in order. if it's not the attire for the bride, it's the groom trying to find a jeweller to actually make the wedding bands he's designed. and i'm not even going to start with the Very Interesting Interpersonal Family Stuff that crops up...and you'll just have to guess what that means, since there will be no fingers pointed here. (or toes, since this IS HadashiWorld...) there's always another little mole head of drama suddenly appearing.
perhaps i'm just tired of being told that it's my day to be a "princess." i'm not wearing a traditional princess dress, which is apparently a sin that will send you straight to the Third Circle of the Bridal Inferno. whack! i'm tired of being told this is "my" day; it's also HIS day and more than that, it's a day that we are expending considerable energy and expense for to honor our family and friends. if it was "my" day, maybe i'd be bungee jumping. whack! i'm tired of being told this day is "magic," or that i need to order a thousand butterflies in crystal vases or have a $15-a-slice cake with a chocolate fountain that plays Moonlight Sonata or have lacy favours handmade by little babushkas in Estonia for only $20 a pop, or i will not be happy. whack! and the registry, dear Lord! those guides should be called "Cultivating Greed 101." do i really need to register for anything called Opal Innocence or Undulating Zoom? survey says no.
whack! yes, i suppose here i could also spell it "wack." it is, you know.
but then there's these great moments, like when the cake tasting turns into a happy reminiscing about how that bakery's pastries have been like relationship mile markers. or when RSVPs arrive from Germany accompanied by letters and notes of such excitement, it's contagious. best of all has been when our wonderful friends & family offer help and then follow through far beyond the call of duty. thank God, literally, for all of you who are organising us; what would we do without you?
whack! whack! whack!
Posted by hadashi at August 14, 2005 11:10 PM
Comments
dudels, you totally need to query Modern Bridecles with this. what a relief it would be for Not-Quite-Modern Bridecles to read this. yew are such a good writer.
i think it's rad that wikipedia has a page on the game we used to play at san-e and dai-e. did i spell those right? weird. i don't know about yew, but i remember having the most fun playing it with a friend because we could psyche out the moles together (=cheat). heh heh.
Posted by: ernli 
at September 14, 2005 11:27 PM
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