Don't Make Me Use My Teacher Voice

Alright, so the original plan was for me and the Bob to fly to marry in Scotland. We were going to stay at a night Highland hotel, get married right on the highlands, and I even talked him into wearing a kilt. Yum yum! Then the dollar started tanking against the British pound and I started rethinking not being able to have any family or friends at our wedding.

Then we decided to do it in NYC. We flew to NY over Christmas and picked out a little garden park in the heart of the Village. At that point the economy worsened for everyone. People in my family started to lose their jobs. I had to have a serious heart-to-heart with everyone to see if they could come. I don't blame them..they couldn't afford it.

Bob and I decided on the Dominican Republic to honeymoon and even talked about marrying down there. It seemed like a pain though to try to do it in a latin American country. Afterall, where was I going to get my hair done? I then thought we had decided on marrying on a beach. Technically, I even picked my wedding dress out with the beach in mind. Coulda been a little clearer on that, Bob.

So here we are, looking at a late May, early June wedding and everything still isn't finalized. We're pretty sure we're getting a cabin in Tennessee at this place called the Preserve Resort. They happen to have a cute little chapel on site. We're all gonna stay in a cabin. Me and Bob, my parents, and maybe my sister. Thats it.

Can I just ask...WHAT happened to the wedding I always dreamed of? The one with all of my friends and family there. The one with the nice little reception afterwords with the grand entrance and the first dance and all of that. Could I please just win the lottery and fly everyone to Scotland so we can marry in the highlands and then Bob and I can fly to the Dominican Republic so we can still rot away on a warm, sandy beach.

Anyhow, the most important thing is that I at least have my immediate family there. That means my parents and hopefully my sister can come. Maybe down the road when everything straightens up for everyone, us included, we can renew our vows in a big grand wedding. For now I'll settle for the little chapel on the mountain. At least I got my dress.

I took it out of its garment bag today and snapped a couple of pics of it. Bob is forbidden to go near the dress. He can't see it until the big day.











And Now for the Daily Dog:

It's raining today so Guinness has that forlorned look about him. The one where he just sits by the door and stares out at the raindrops hitting the deck.




Well I guess I'd better find something to do on this rainy day. I'm starting to feel like we live in Forks. Yes..you know what I'm talking about 'Twilight' people.