This past Labor Day weekend marked the one year anniversary of being engaged to my Jersey. He was taken by surprise when I mentioned the milestone, completely in awe of how quickly the time has whizzed past our faces. Even to me, it doesn’t seem that long ago that he was still living in New Jersey and I was completely clueless to the fact that he was going to surprise me with a proposal on that long holiday weekend.
One can’t help but feel a bit bewildered by the zero-to-60 in 2.2 seconds that life takes on when planning the Broke-Ass wedding of your dreams. But lately the accelerated pace has become an entirely different beast.
We are receiving RSVP responses. Our people are booking flights and hotel rooms. I have enough empty boxes from gifts to fill our entire guest room. This s*** just got real, you guys. So I thought I would do a quick recap of our accomplishments as well as what is currently keeping me awake at night.
Booked the biggies: Venue, DJ, photographer, videography (a killer option called WeddingMix!), officiant.
Found and bought the attire: My dress, his suit, check and check. (May I add that I can’t wait to see him in it?!?!) Also nailed down the bridesmaid dresses and suits for groomsmen. Sweet.
Paper for days : Save the Dates, Invites and Rehearsal Dinner Invites are done. Thank you thank you thank you to MagnetStreet. Cannot give them enough love.
Money, money, money: Trust me when I say that sticking to a wedding budget is HARD. We have stayed fairly close to ours, but continue to be shocked by some of the “add-on” prices that weren’t spelled out very clearly by some of our vendors. In other cases, we were pleasantly surprised to come in under budget … but it wasn’t as often as we hoped. It’s been an education to say the least, but overall, we’re doing okay and won’t have to eat ramen noodles for the first year.
Trial sessions: We had our hot & sweaty engagement shoot, which by the way actually resulted in some great shots that we love! I’ve done one makeup and one hair trial so far. More to come on those.
Dress fitting: Thank all things holy that it fit! Only a few minor tweaks here and there are needed, WHEW. And guess what! I freakin’ love my dress.
Bridal Luncheon & Bachelorette:My amazing, amazing friends threw me such an epic bridal weekend that I had a head cold for two weeks afterward! It’s definitely blog-worthy, trust me on that! I’m blessed.
Thank you notes: Done for my shower/bachelorette gifts. Because that’s how I roll.
Left to do:
His bachelor party: Yes, I know what his guys are doing for him and I think it’s perfect for my Jersey! My only instructions to the Best Man? “Do NOT lose him.”. 😉
Final head count: Hi. Planning a wedding makes you understand the power of the RSVP. Like, whoa. Mail them back. I even put very pretty stamps on them for you. Send them to me and please don’t make me beg, y’all.
Final venue meeting: For said head count delivery and final payment. They mean business. Ahem … Did I mention you need to mail your RSVP?
Thank you cards: We’re choosing an engagement photo to use for our thank yous and then I’ll go running to MagnetStreet, yet again.
DIY our guest book: I’m a big fan of DIY photo books from several popular sites, which will allow me to create our own guest book without breaking the bank.
More paper & stuff: Do our seating plan, make programs, order the bridal party gifts. Oh, um. Yeah, we kinda need to order our wedding license. Teeny detail. #sarcasm
Book honeymoon: Yes, you read that right and no please don’t tell me how royally screwed we might be on prices. It will all be okay. I have to stick with that.
And last but not least:
Breathe. Stay calm. It will all be okay.
I never needed those words (and a giant hug) more so than last night, when I booted my computer and learned that my external hard drive –you know, that thing that you store all your personal files LIKE WEDDING SPREADSHEETS on? — yeah, it kicked the bucket. Lost. All gone. So if you’re looking for me tonight, you can find me with one of our brand new Lenox stemless wine glasses in hand. Filled to the brim.
Nothing like a good curveball to keep the Bride-to-Be honest, right? But my goodness, what timing. May the rest of my wedding planning stumbles be as graceful as JLaw’s.
‘Til next time,