It has to happen sometime. Might as well get to it. I guess we will finally start planning a wedding. So at some time, some where, on May 24, 2015 I will marry my favorite person to act crazy with.
On St. Patrick’s Day 2011, at sunset, on the beach, with our two best friends, and the kid in tow, John proposed the best way ever. I could not ask for a better proposal story than that one.
He did good.
We are now getting to the point of planning the wedding. Neither of us was in a big hurry. Life is good no matter what my last name is.
Upcoming on my blog will be my journey from the start of the planning madness to the final day. I look forward to sharing my (mis)adventures with you. I think you and I are in for a wild ride! Southern Illinois is not an easy place to plan for a 200+ people event that you must have alcohol at!
If bridezilla comes to visit, just feed her some wine and she will go away.