F*ck 'em. I know it seems really hard to actually hold true to that idea, but at the end of the day, it's OUR wedding, and people who are gonna judge will go ahead and judge, no matter what we do to appease them. So f*ck em. Let them sit all high & mighty in their tower, because we'll be down in the beautiful green grass running around smashing pinatas and eating tacos and getting married and being the happiest people in the world and not giving a shit what they think. That kinda sounds like fun, doesn't it?Why yes, that does sound kinda fun, if by fun you mean the absolutebestfreakingwedding EVER. Mostly because it will be ours. Yay.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Note to Self
I try really hard to be sane and balanced about this wedding stuff. And I try to keep it in perspective and reach for the zen. But sometimes, trying isn't enough, and I need emails like this from my partner.