Just Elope

Quick--someone get me a paperbag! I'm getting married in thirty three days! I'm a super organized freak who likes to have total control over everything--and right now I don't and I hate it.

I'm starting again with a florist and want to be sure that what I want is clear. So many things that I have wanted have obviously not been very clear! (I mean really--I'm only the bride!) I've lost control over so many aspects (the food, the guest list) that I will not lose control on anything else! I have a to do list a mile long that includes making a few things (previously mentioned in the blog) for the ceremony, finishing up gifts, getting pictures and announcements in the newspapers, confirming plans, sending a ( my super anal, type A, micro-managed) picture list to the photographer (including examples), getting a marriage license, finishing marriage counseling, collecting RSVPs, updating the budget, getting the rings sized,.....should I go on? I have a dress fitting this weekend, I haven't yet found a headpiece, I haven't made "wedding day to-do lists", I'm still up in the air on the Bridesmaids Luncheon.......THIRTY THREE DAYS!

So in addition to me having a million things spinning through my head like the gravitron at the mall parking lot carnival--I have a crazy dream last night. (The third crazy dream in a week--but at least it's not scary like the others.)

It was the wedding day! And I forgot to ever put the pictures announcements in the paper, so the morning of, I was doing that. I couldn't find my bridesmaids shoes, the jr. bridesmaids didn't have their pomanders, and where-oh-where were the cute monogrammed ribbon flower girl baskets I'd made? And the bus---oh the bus! Someone had decorated both sides of the stone path with fake mums. I saw it and flipped out. I immediately (in full dress and veil) ran down there picking them all up with the help of Ta (my maid of honor). Once I picked them up they were real and really pretty! So I decided to float them in a dish of water. When I put them in the water they balled up and turned into sponges. Woohoo--I had sponges I could clean with! So then I decided I'd clean. I ran into J when I had my handful of sponges and was telling him I would have to postpone the ceremony for a couple minutes while I cleaned. Someone took my sponges and hid them, so I was then ready to get married. However, we couldn't find the preacher--but found him making out with his wife! (So typical of the Rev.) Then when it was time to really get married I didn't ride in a horse carriage, I just hopped on the horse. I don't remember the ceremony but I still hadn't found shoes, the little girls were playing in flower petals, I forgot the pomanders and there were tons of people there that I had no invited and I was furious! Then we went to the reception and ate cake. I think that was all.

Yes, it is affirmative--I have went completely crazy! I've passed the point of no return. If I could do it over I'd have went with the original plan to elope and send postcards from wherever we ended up.