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Ah, jesus, have I really not posted here since July?

If you've never planned a wedding, you won't quite grok it. Before I did this, I said, "Oh, sure, stressful, yah, I get it." But I didn't. This is hard. This is stressful. This is too much pressure.

Seriously, I think I'm starting to lose my hair. Definitely losing sleep.

However, I think this is a great indication of whether or not you should marry someone. I am so proud of Tim and I for not killing one another. We got a little testy there, but we worked through it before we started throwing things. I have great confidence in our marriage now, thanks to the wedding planning. Forget counseling, just don't elope!

We hoofed around China Town in San Francisco today, looking for inexpensive white gold bands. But it turns out we're a bit pickier than we expected. I found a great ring for me, but they didn't have a matching one in Tim's size. When we asked about ordering it, we were told, "It could take a few days, but if we have to get it from Italy, it could take... long time. Long, long time."

Dude, we're wedding in 6 weeks.

Gah!

So, we figured out our sizes, what rings we liked the best, and decided we could order them for cheap off the internet. Which we can, sorta. I can call and order from a place recommended in my Bridal Bargains book. So, that's Monday.

We had a delicious Italian meal in North Beach, which is my favorite place to get Italian food. MMmmmm. I love eating fresh bruchetta this time of year!

On the way home I was going to stop and order a cake. Heh. Yeah. I dunno if it was me or the woman I was talking to, but I had this horrible sinking feeling talking to her. I wanted autumn leaves. She points to a rose and says, "Leave?" I'm not sure what she means, so I say, "Well, yes, the leaves, but not the rose" but I sound uncertain because the leaves, they are just blobs of color, not at all what I was thinking about, really. She shouts at me, "WE ARE NOT TALKING ABOUT THE ROSE!"

Dude, do not yell at a bride. Wedding vendors should know this. Seriously.

While she was asking the baker a question about what I wanted (which I had no confidence that I'd communicated properly) I had a vision of my cake covered in orange blotches. I have read too many wedding hell websites. I made quick excuses and bolted. I was breathing heavy, visibly shaken.

Over a cake. Which I hadn't even ordered yet.

Yeah. So. Wedding stress is weird. No perspective.

Totally behind on everything and have been since April. Possibly March. But I do love you, even if I owe you email.


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