i will blog instead.
i’ve been thinking lately about the wedding. yep, you heard me. wedding.
okay, whoever is reading this (if anyone) probably wants me to take a few steps back and explain myself: Connor unofficially popped the question in August of 2007. i say “unofficially” because a.) i was 16 at the time, b.) i of course wanted to wait for the real shebang until AFTER i was done with high school, c.) there were no diamonds involved. so what i’ve got now is the most gorgeous promise ring (it’s not a diamond but the next best thing… amethyst!) and a date set for two years from now. i know, i know. i’m only 18, what could i possibly know about who i’m going to spend the rest of my life with?
trust me. i’ve heard it. and if i’ve loved Connor for five years, i’m sure another fifty won’t hurt anything 
ANYWAY, i’ve already got my bridesmaids, color scheme, location, “here comes the bride” replacement song, wedding cake and flowers all picked out, which only leaves Connor’s part of the workload (groomsmen, entertainment and food), and….the big kahuna… THE DRESS.
i have been looking for years- seriously- YEARS, for the perfect wedding dress. did you see that movie Mamma Mia? i want my dress to look kind of like the one the main character wears in that, except less frilly and a leeetle bit longer. also, (and i plan to do this myself), i am sewing large, iridescent butterfly wings onto the back of the dress. you see, my ORIGINAL plan for the wedding was to have it in a remote mexican village where every single monarch butterfly in the world migrates, on the same day every year. i wanted to get married there, on that day. romantic, right? of course, Connor put his foot down. he also put his foot down when i suggested having Gogol Bordello play our wedding. he said that it would give our grandparents heart attacks, and that i’d be seduced by Eugene Hutz. fooey. sometimes i hate it when he’s right.
anyway, i’ve been looking for my dress forever. i KNOW it must be somewhere out there. how could i wear any other dress in the arboretum, with no shoes, carrying wildflowers? with Anji (my sister), Caitlin, Emma, Gina, Kirsten, and Maddi as my bridesmaids and Sarah as my Maid of Honor? walking down the aisle on my father’s arm while Todd Snider’s “All My Life” plays softly in the background? smooching Connor while everyone else is smiling? dancing to our song, “In Spite of Ourselves”, by John Prine feat. Iris DeMent? drinking pink champagne? cutting our marbles cake because he likes chocolate and i like vanilla?
HUH?! HUH?! HUH?!
