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Bachelor party??

November 22, 2010

Remember when I posted this:

Bachelor party? That line actually made me laugh. Poor Randy won’t get a bachelor party since he works every night. He can’t call in sick; he can’t take nights off. Well, he could, but it’s more trouble than it’s worth. No need to worry on this end.

I think I lied was misinformed.

Even though I was sick this weekend, I separated myself from the couch long enough to have dinner with Randy and my youngest brother Matt. While munching on some chips and queso, the conversation turned to Randy’s best man, Jaime, and the bachelor party.

Randy: Yeah, Jaime said he’s not sure what he’ll do for the bachelor party … <insert lewd suggestion involving strippers and lap dances>**

Me: Well, how can you even have one? You work every night.

Randy: I’m not supposed to work the night before the wedding …

Me: You are not having your bachelor party the night before the wedding! Are you kidding me?

Matt: (laughing hysterically) Do it!

My mind immediately flashed to this picture:

Complete exaggeration, of course.

I am torn over the situation, though.

On one hand, Randy deserves a night of fun. He’s a home-body who works hard and very rarely hangs out (in the beer-drinking sense) with his friends. If the night before the wedding is the only time he can have a bachelor party, who am I to tell him he can’t?

On the other hand, I asked him to take that Friday off so he could be well-rested for our big day. Randy could fall asleep at the drop of a hat … and typically sleeps during the day. I figured taking the night off would help curb that. Bachelor party ≠ Rest.

Stay tuned to see what unfolds. 😉

**Jaime’s wife would make his life a living hell (I’m not joking) if strippers were involved, so I think we’re safe.

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Follow the rules

November 1, 2010

After Randy and I got engaged, the first wedding site I visited was The Knot. Giddy and perhaps a bit overzealous, I signed up for the site’s e-mail newsletter (and fifty others, too). I get at least three e-mails a week from The Knot, many of which I delete if the subject line doesn’t grab my attention. For some reason, though, I just can’t bring myself to click “Unsubscribe”.

It’s a good thing I didn’t because I would have missed these bridal commandments that arrived today (w/ added cute cartoons):

I can live without lady’s slipper orchids and other exotic wedding flowers.


Deal. I can also live without calla lilies and hydrangea. Those are classic wedding bouquet flowers and lots of brides love them for good reasons; however, I’m not one of them. Our floral arrangements will contain Gerbera daisies, roses, greenery and whatever else the florist sees fit to mix in. I gave her colors and some general ideas, but I’m definitely letting her do what she does best.

I won’t make my bridesmaids look like clones.


This was the original plan for my bridesmaids – one I was hell-bent on following – until the plan went out the window one Saturday afternoon. I gave the ‘maids two guidelines when looking for dresses – must be black and knee or tea length. Bridesmaid Tania found a pretty chiffon dress that looked great on her. Becky and Alicia picked out black satin or taffeta dresses. Then it occurred to me – it may look weird to have one bridesmaid in a different dress material. Thankfully, Becky and Alicia were willing to wear chiffon and they all walked away with the same dress – a dress that was on sale, too!

They may be wearing the same dresses, but their hair, accessories and shoes are completely up to them. Win-win.

I won’t invite my second cousin’s fling.

As the time to send Save the Dates and invitations draws near, I find myself going back and forth on this. It sucks to attend a wedding solo (I’ve done it a number of times), so I want to give everyone a +1; however, I know that’s just not feasible. Thankfully, the majority of our guests are married or in serious, committed relationships. For the few who aren’t, we’ve established parameters.

I won’t obsess over my wedding registry.


Ummm … yeah. I’m glad I read this because I was quickly heading into the land of obsession. I’ve looked at, deleted from and added to our registries almost every day since creating them. Must.stop.now. It’ll only drive me (and Randy) insane. Who has time for that?

I’ll loosen up about the wedding rehearsal dinner.

Traditionally, the groom’s parents pay for the rehearsal dinner so I can understand why the bride should back off when it comes to the planning of it. Considering we’ll likely be paying for the dinner ourselves, this doesn’t really apply to me. I can assure you though, micromanaging a rehearsal dinner is the last thing on my to-do list. It’s going to be a low-key affair for the bridal party and immediate family members with good food, drinks and gifts. That’s it.

I’ll write thank-you notes as the wedding gifts come in.


It’s not time to answer this one yet. It will be my goal, of course, but we’ll see if I can reach it. Can I vow to set aside an hour one night each week to write them instead? That’s feasible in my mind.

I won’t stress out about his bachelor party.


Bachelor party? That line actually made me laugh. Poor Randy won’t get a bachelor party since he works every night. He can’t call in sick; he can’t take nights off. Well, he could, but it’s more trouble than it’s worth. No need to worry on this end. Now, my bachelorette party is another story … Kidding. Sort of.

I won’t have unrealistic weight expectations.


Oh yeah. I have this one under control. It’s taken me a long time to be comfortable in my own skin (and I still have bad days), but I can finally say with confidence, “Randy loves me for who I am and I won’t kill myself to lose weight for the wedding.” Will I still go to the gym and eat as healthy as I can? You bet. But I have no set body goals when it comes to the wedding. Except maybe to tone my arms and back, but that needs to happen anyway. 😉

I won’t let downers dampen my enthusiasm.

I don’t have downers in my life when it comes to the wedding (at least not yet), thankfully. I naturally wear my heart on my sleeve, so I’ll really have to remember this statement if I should encounter a Debbie Downer.

I’ll make my photo album within one year of the wedding.

Somewhere my photographer is nodding her head to this one. Considering how obsessive I am about pictures, I don’t see this as a roadblock. Heck, I’ll probably have a list of pictures the same week I get the proofs. The trick will be to make sure I include the appropriate people (Randy, moms and dads) in the picking process. 😛

Tell me: Did you follow any of these rules? Which one(s)?