89 Days

Jen and I are getting married in 89 days.

The most common question I get when anyone hears I'm engaged is, "So, are you planning your own wedding?"

Yes, yes, we are.  We can't let that one go!  But we have hired someone to be there on our wedding day for all setup, breakdown and flow management - in other words, so I can actually chill out and enjoy our own party.  And our coordinator will be absolutely perfect.

Jen and I have just enough in common, like all happy couples.  And we're both very excited about our wedding.  But one of the major ways we are different is that she is very bubbly, excitable and shows it.  I, on the other hand, am much more subdued with my excitement - I get very excited but instead of expressing it outwardly, I immediately begin to put it into action, to channel it and make whatever it is I'm excited about a reality.  I suppose the classic example of this is booking our wedding venue one day after the engagement! 

Anyway, we are 89 days and counting down.  It's hard planning our own wedding - much harder than it is working with clients, because so many of the decisions are personal.  Like most couples, we agonized over some of them - even who to invite.  Our wedding processional song wasn't easy either - Jen really wanted "God Only Knows" by the Beach Boys - but I couldn't get past the opening line, "I may not always love you."  So, we agreed to the very groovy, "Your Precious Love" by Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell.  It's going to be a fun start to our day. 

So at 89 days out, ten clients weddings (large and small) between now and then, and what's left to do?  A lot!  Here's where I wish I could hire a planner: print directions for invitations; address and mail invitations; taste food; collect responses; design and print seating chart (with our design to the right); finalize rental order; order napkin rings; buy gifts for our attendants; design and print table names signs; review ceremony script; buy aisle runners; buy mead; buy all flowers and containers (Jen is doing our flowers); and of course, figure out what the heck I'm going to wear....

We only wish we could include our wacky dogs Betty and Frankie, who we like to dress up:

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