"I'll tell you what I'm doing. I want to buy eight hot dogs and eight hot dog buns to go with them. But no one sells eight hot dog buns. They only sell twelve hot dog buns. So I end up paying for four buns I don't need. So I am removing the superfluous buns. Yeah. And you want to know why? Because some big-shot over at the wiener company got together with some big-shot over at the bun company and decided to rip off the American public. Because they think the American public is a bunch of trusting nit-wits who will pay for everything they don't need rather than make a stink. Well they're not ripping of this nitwit anymore because I'm not paying for one more thing I don't need. George Banks is saying NO!"
I've not had any George Banks level meltdowns, but I am definitely tired. In between the summer flying, the wedding planning, the packing and moving and shaking - a honeymoon sounds like the greatest thing in the history of the entire world.
In the midst of the craziness, I have been so humbled by the way our friends and family have loved us. Extravagantly.
By attending and throwing showers.
By offering to help us with anything and everything.
By carrying the burden when it just feels like too much.
I never anticipated how much of a learning process an engagement really is. I loved Bryan the day he proposed to me, but it's been fascinating to see how much more I love him since four months ago. Like how he can see my chest tightening and anticipate a potential aneurysm when I reach wedding planning saturation. Okay, not that dramatic. But really - he's kind and patient. I knew that before, but I know it in a sweeter way now.
It's going to be such a (insert every great adjective) day and it's going to happen in 26 days.
*all images by the lovely Cailyn&Brian.