Jiterbug that I’m

I’m having some panic going on in this little head of mine. Last night I had another one of my wedding dreams. I dreamt that only my immediate family showed up. Looks like my low self esteem is popping its ugly head out again. I’m paying for 100 people to show up it doesn’t matter if 75 show up because I’m still paying for 100 dinners.

I’m getting the jitters can you feel it? Right now I’m the only one planning the wedding. I havn’t hired a J Lo to be my wedding coordinater and all this planning I’m doing is making my man very nervous–he is a farm boy at heart and doesn’t understand all of this hoopla. He would be happy just getting married at a court house

He just doesn’t get it

He has only two things to do:

1. Show up for the wedding at 5:30Pm
2. Pay for the honeymoon by june 21st

Men have it entirely too easy don’t they.

I still can’t decide on the wedding cake–and I know I have to make a decision soon. I will be taking a trip to Mikes amazing cakes next week. I ‘m thinking about the number two cake but have the shells from the the number 1 cake-He got his name for a reason…right.

I ‘m having my maids look at Bridesmaids dresses on the Nordstroms website. I will let them choose what style of dress they like–and having them keep in mind it’s a beach theme reception. Here is the dress I hope they pick out–but the decision is their own I will just be paying for them.

I’m hoping they can buy their own shoes.

Oh yeah—the Brazillion wax thing–after reading all my notes, one particular note scared the bejesus out of me *cough* bound and tied. I have decided to get a bikini wax instead