So, it's Sunday, so I can cheat like the Catholics. They do that, right? I kind of think it's cheap, but since I've already worked on my new story thing today, I figured I could write on here.
What a time to give up writing about my life! Just when all the most interesting things are happening! Ben and I got engaged, and as much as I would like to tell you about fireworks, candles, flowers, etc. it was simple and nothing, but it meant everything.
Basically what happened was that at his friend's wedding I told him how we should get married, on the hill at my lake. He liked it. The day before he found out that he had gotten into grad school, so it looked like we would be moving to Omaha. And then he asked if we should get married before we move and I said sure. That's how it happened haha
I called my parents and told them the rough plan. I wasn't sure if they would be excited, but my mom really was. And still is. It's nice. She's having a fun time planning little things and thinking of the details. I hate planning. But this is about as spontaneous of a wedding you can get without eloping. It's going to be wonderful! I think the wedding will be perfect... I am dreading the receptions a little bit. Well, not "dreading." But those are going to take more planning... ick. Hahaha.
I sort of hate getting married. Not the fact that I'm getting married, but planning a wedding starts to make a person so self-centered. I'm sure anyone who has had a close friend or relative get married has noticed this. Conversation turns from normal things to only wedding talk. Brains stop functioning in normal wavelengths, but turn to wedding wavelengths. I noticed this a little bit in myself and I decided to try not to be only wedding-minded. I hope it is working. Looking at this blog, it isn't...
I also sort of hate being engaged. Everyone asks to see the ring and how it happened and when the wedding is and omg! aren't you so excited! Which is fine, but all the attention is making me nervous!
But I think the thing I'm most nervous about is the wedding night, where everyone will expect us to have sex. Gross. I don't like the thought of people knowing we're getting jiggy with it. AND I'm nervous about my first time...
So, the wedding will be June 11, with just family-- including aunts and uncles and cousins. I'll have a lot more people to invite than Ben will. He's got a tiny family. I'm so excited for the actual wedding and seeing all my family again. The next day, we'll have a little reception at my church for the extended extended family-- like great aunts and uncles, second cousins, etc. that live in the area and my church family and any high school friends that are in the area. Then I think the next week we'll have a reception in the STL area for all of our college friends, any of his HS friends and extended family, and our work friends. That one will be fun, if it happens the way I have in mind (see, self-centered-- all about MEEE!). The only problem with this one is that one of Ben's really good friends wants to help plan it, but she wants to make it a "real" reception. I don't like real receptions, this is why I'm not having one. I want it to be a costume party where we play games and eat cake! That's all.
And then in and around and during all of this, I have to move out of my apartment and then shortly after we are married we have to move out to Omaha. I'm getting quite nervous about this part. I've never moved this far away, I'll be a newly wed, we'll be a little poor, I'll have to find a new job, etc. I am going to ask if I can transfer to a Panera up there. Hopefully that will work. And then maybe I'll find a real job or something.
I am excited to move to Omaha. To be in a city where there are a lot of cool younger people. Artists. Theater. I'll have to audition a lot!
I still can't believe I'm getting married. And then moving. So many life changes... all in a month! I'm excited, nervous, and feeling like it is forever away.
So, the next step is telling my employers that I'm moving and hopefully being able to use them as references! And getting transferred..?
Alright. Apparently that is supposed to actually be spelled "all right" but I don't like that. Until Jesus rises...
