The Wedding Planner

Here's the thing about wedding planning. There's a lot of it. A whole lot. Decisions you never thought you'd ever have to make begin to consume you. Decisions about things like font size and centerpieces. You learn that flowers cost more than you ever thought possible. You have to use words like "thermography" and "DJ" when you talk. It's like they become part of a second language. Wedding-speak. You realize that while you only hang out with less than 10 people on a consistent basis, you have more than 200 friends. And they all want filet mignon at your reception. You find out that your wedding needs to have a theme. There's a color scheme. You start to ponder whether you should put ribbons on the pews. And if so, what size and color. And whether there should be flowers attached to them. A million decisions. All this from a guy that needs to spend weeks researching the best toothbrush before buying one. Do I get the soft bristles? What color? It's death by a thousand cuts.

No, this is not going to be a rant on wedding planning. I think it's one of those things that every couple does, regardless of the amount of money they can spend at their wedding. And generally, the decisions are the same whether you're having 100 or 1,000 guests. We've got the basics down. Wedding ceremony here. Reception here. But a thousand more things to do (hence the lack of blogging as of late). This week it's caterers and tent rentals. Then the cake and invitations. And flowers. Don't forget the flowers.

This past weekend was thankfully crammed with a bunch of other things. Eating some delicious crawfish etouffee with some good friends before they leave for Louisiana. Evening party celebrating my friend's son's first birthday...complete with birthday gifts and...ummmm...keg? Our office is moving this weekend, so I imagine things will be hectic for the next week or two.

All this to say that there are lots of things to decide. On top of planning for the wedding, I need to figure out what to do with my house (and hers), where to live (Baltimore v. DC). I need to find a better job (one that doesn't feel like breaking rocks), and in general, figure out what to do with my life. So many things to think about. Oh well. At least I have my toothbrush. Sonicare rules.