If you love someone enough to spend the REST of your life with them, shouldn’t you be able to somewhat easily plan your wedding together?

LIES I tell you, all LIES.

I thought once I slipped that cushion cut sparkler onto my eagerly waiting finger that life, plans, schedules, would all just fall into place. Wrong. Wrong again.

Since December, we have changed the wedding date, theme, size, city, location, and continent, FIVE times. As an adult, I’m finding it very interesting that the wedding I imagined as a little girl, the wedding I thought was of my dreams, is actually of my nightmares. The money, the bad DJ, the feuding families, the dress worth more than my first car, the endless choices, decisions, offenses. Ugh, I say!

I’m starting to see why Carrie and Mr. Big ended up at the court-house. If only my Mr. Big saw things the same way..

Here’s to a lifetime of love, happiness, and indecision.