I definitely have it. I don't do well when I think something is going to be fairly easy and it turns out to be significantly more difficult than I thought. Maybe we're the ones being difficult by wanting less than traditional things, like nontraditional ceremony music and a 93 lb. Labrador Retriever for a ring bearer.
However, I am excited. Truly. We've seriously considered just running off to a courthouse and being done with it, but I have to admit that I want the whole she-bang. I want people to celebrate with us, I want to wear a pretty dress (shocker, I know), and I want to share my happiness with others. Maybe because I was a tomboy, I didn't spend a lot of time imagining what my wedding would look like; I just knew I wanted one. When we first got engaged, Ryan and I both kept getting realizations of what was actually happening - and getting excited all over again each time.
I found my wedding dress! :) The dress didn't even stand out to me when I first saw it, but I was trying on whatever looked pretty and had some of the important details I wanted. I didn't expect to cry over finding my wedding dress, but I probably should have known better. It just kind of hit me all of sudden that this was the one. Haha. I am such a sap... I felt some stress melt off of me after we purchased the dress; it made me feel like I was actually getting somewhere or getting something done. Btw, Low's Bridal in Arkansas = fantastic.
I started running yesterday for the first time in...I don't even know and probably don't want to know. Some time last fall. Anyway, I plan on losing a little weight before the wedding, as I know pretty much every bride does or wants to do. The problem is, I love food. Like a lot. Chocoholics run in my family, believe me. I guess I could try to stick to only sour candy, but then, as my parents told me for years before they figured out it wasn't doing any good, it rots your teeth out. Give me extra weight over losing teeth any day.
Which reminds me - I still miss that candy store that was in the Jackson mall like 10-15 years ago. It was like a death in the family when they went out of business, because my favorite candy EVER is sour belts, which you can only find at the candy stores you typically find only in malls. So tragic. I was in the mall some time last week and had a craving for sour belts, making me mourn the loss of the store all over again.
I'm considering putting a disclaimer on this blog: "DISCLAIMER: Blogger is repetitive, distracted, random, and sometimes irrelevant to the initial topic of a blog. The title of any blog is subject to dissections, diatribes, and deviations." That's all I've got for now. I'm hungry and therefore slightly distracted, as I know that I have another hour and a half before I leave for lunch. Now I'm just thinking about where I want to eat.