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Wedding Updates

So many Wedding updates. First off, we moved the date. For about the sixth time. But this time, it is staying and is not moving and gosh dang it I'm going to be a married woman on June 7th no matter what! Unlike all the other dates, Sammy's family is actually on board for this one which makes a HUGE difference. I no longer feel like crying every day or get scared every time I get a message from him that it's going to be some other horrible thing that's been said. Also, 7 is my favorite number and I really want to get married on a date that just, feels right numerically. 6/7/14 is very, very, very numerically pleasing to me. Haha!

Other good things that come with June 7th

I don't have to worry about going to school the day after my wedding.

I don't have any homework to deal with.

We can go on a baby honeymoon right afterwards like normal people. (Look where I convinced Sammy we should stay one night! I am soooo stinking excited!)

There's the number 7

The last reason I am afraid to say because it involves the word snow and I do not want to jinx things. So I'll leave it at that.

Other updates! My dress is finished and is now hanging up in my house! When my mom and I got back from picking it up, my sister was watching Say Yes to the Dress. So I put my dress on, my shoes, my jewelry, and plopped down in the recliner to watch Say Yes to the Dress in my actual Wedding Dress. If only I knew if they were having as hard a time breathing as I was.

I have informed Sammy that if he doesn't like my dress, he can go in this purple body bag. 
I'm a little nervous about my dress because even though I ordered two sizes bigger than what I was measuring, I'm still having a hard time breathing in the dress. It's so tight in my rib area. But, since it's two sizes too big, the dress also looks a little silly on me. It's way too big in the boob area and fits odd in other spots as well. I know I can get it fitted but I'm really nervous about that. Did anyone else experience things like this? I'm really nervous because my dress is so flowy, it's not a super structured dress so why can't I breathe! Ahh! 

We have moved the reception from our normal church building to the Stake center because ALL of Sammy's family is coming and I mean all of them. I'm getting a little overwhelmed at how many of them are coming! I'm excited to meet them all, I'm just like, yeah, I only know for sure I have three relatives coming. . . I know everything will work out and be fun, I just want my family and friends to be there as well. Because I love them! 

We're getting married in a park. We have a spot reserved and such. I hope all goes well.

I was gearing myself up for two days for a full fledged argument on alcohol at the wedding. I am 100% not ok with alcohol, but all fifty million of Sammy's side will be expecting it there. I had so many arguments and points and fire and anger ready to go but a miracle happened. After only a few minutes, his family agreed to respect my wish. It was so amazing! 

I'm stressed about getting our decorations, specifically outdoor lights to work in the Stake Center. In our little building, there are hooks at the percet level to hook them up. The stake center, not so much. People would be risking life and limb just to hang up some lights which is not ok with me. I want a fun, simple day for everyone. 

I called a a guy in the stake who caters yesterday. It was the most nerve wracking phone call of my life, I had no idea what I was doing and SAmmy was sitting next to me telling me things to say that did not work with what the man on the phone was saying. But, he someone understood me and is going to be emailing a proposal in a few days which I'm really excited for! If we're going to have to cater, (SO MANY PEOPLE ARE COMING) I'd rather do it with someone from the Stake who I've seen work before. 

Things are going much more smoothly now and I'm really happy about it. There's still a lot to do, but now that Sammy's family is completely on board, things are going MUCH better. I'm actually getting excited for our actual wedding day and not just married life : ) 

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  1. YOU ARE GETTING MARRIED ON THE SAME DAY AS MY SISTER YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!

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