I don't deal well under stress, and I had my first "wedding" break down the other day. I just laid in Phil's chest and boohoo'd over the question, "What kind of belt buckle should the guys wear?" I had yet to think about this, nor care about this. I couldn't even help the tears. Poor Phil, he just rubbed my back and said - "everything's going to be okay, it's not a big deal." So, needless to say, Phil and his judgement will figure that one out.
The big things were the easy part, but the "What songs should play while people are waiting/seating themselves?" or "What kind of shoes should the guys wear?" Or "You don't have a something blue?? What are you going to wear?" These are the questions driving me insane.
Today we get to celebrate a big day - Phil is turning 25. I think I have told him at least 12 times today how thankful I am he was born. I'm not sure how or why I've been so lucky to have such an amazing guy - but I won't ask any questions and I'll keep him to myself. I wish I had all the money in the world to make this day so special for him, but a few gifts, a dinner and movie is all I can manage.
^That would be Phil and I at our high school senior prom in 2005.
Andddd here we are now. Love ya babe.
Eventually I'll put up photos of my life these past few weeks!
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