My Favorite and My Best

Mr. Wolf, I'm going to be talking about wedding dresses in this post. Not any on me, but still preferences. This is your only warning to turn away.

My mother's family is more on the Celtic side of things. I figured I should see what they have going too! Although I did at one point try to be a red-head, most of my relatives have dark hair like me. Please ignore pubescent acne. My brother owns a kilt and plaid, but I think the only times he ever wears them are if he decides to hit up Ren Faire. I'm way better at archery than him, which makes exactly one sport I can say that about. But I digress. On with the traditions! The first one I read might also be my favorite. It's certainly made me laugh the most. Apparently in Donegal a man could go to the house of a girl he was interested in and throw his hat into the house. If she threw it back, she wasn't interested. I'm just picturing a tam or similar come frisbee-ing out the door. Another good one from the Ireland side is the mother in law breaking bread over the bride's head. It's supposed to signify that the bride is the new woman of...

Like I may have mentioned before, our budget is on the lower side. Just compared to the national average. One of the venues we're most interested in doesn't have any Saturdays available in April or May, our target months. So, what do we do about it? Well, I guess the title of this post gives it away. We're thinking about a wedding on a weekday. Probably a Monday. The difference in price between a Saturday and a weekday at this venue is $3,500. That's a lot of cheddar. I have to admit, the idea makes me a little nervous. Mostly because it means asking all of our guests to take potentially two days off work at least. We would have the weekend before off for traveling to arrive. When I voiced my worries to Mr. Wolf, he insisted that these people care about us and that they would mostly be able to do it. I guess I'm looking too hard from the perspective of finances, that a couple of days if we tell them well ahead of time isn't that much to ask. My anxiety doesn...

As I think I've mentioned before, I work for an ink company. So I have knowledge about how colors are made. Apparently that has nothing to do with making any kind of sound decision about colors and sticking with it. Mr. Wolf and I were talking about color schemes this weekend. If we get married in the Spring, do we have to do pastels? Is it a problem that I like a lot of jewel tones and Fall colors, but in April or May? I don't know yet. Another part of the puzzle is the venue, which we haven't yet picked. Since our budget is on the smaller side, will the venue we're able to work with influence our colors? I would think it would have to. Here's some more Springy themes Mr. Wolf liked: Source Source Source Have I ever mentioned how much Mr. Wolf likes lemons? Because it's kind of a lot. Like on fish and chicken and stuff. I don't get it. We were also playing around with some of the Pantone colors, which is one way my job organizes sh...

My father's family is very German. Like, mostly German going back quite a ways into their family tree. My brother in front of Neuschwanstein Castle around age 10. Because of this, I thought it would be interesting to research some old German wedding traditions. Who knows? If I like one, I might think about incorporating it. Here's some of the ones I discovered. Apparently my parents were supposed to plant trees when I was born so that they could later be cut down and sold for my dowry. That's a pretty old one though. Why didn't I get trees? DAAAAAAD! The Hochzeitslader: A guy in fancy clothes sent around to invite each guest personally. He's covered in ribbons and if the guests accept, they take one of the ribbons and pin it to his hat. Then they invite him in for a drink. I'm trying to picture sending one individual to multiple states and countries to make this work. I mean, really. Picture this guy showing up at your door. The tradition...

We are engaged! Let me explain. Last night, Mr. Wolf asked if we could exchange Christmas presents early. Immediately I started getting anxious and my hands were visibly shaking. But I thought to myself You're prepared. Is there any reason you can't do it tonight? And of course the answer was no, so I decided we would do it. So, we exchanged. He absolutely loved his Super Nintendo and got excited reactions with every game he unwrapped. This is the photo he posted to Facebook: Then I told him I had learned a song for him. Before I could even bring it up, he asked if he could record it so he could always have it. He really is the best person. Seriously. We ended up both setting our phones to record in case one didn't turn out for some reason. I have to admit, I hit a couple of bum notes in the song. I was really, really nervous. But I remembered every single one of the words. Why not? I'd been singing them in my head for a month. I don't remember what I a...

Perhaps this is just shouting into the void, but I am so goddamned nervous. Last night, my anxiety made me triple check with Mr. Wolf that he's on board with the timeline we're pursuing. The last thing I want is for him to think I'm only proposing in order to rush him. I'm not. But I can see how someone could think that. I just want to give him that special moment. Why should only the woman have it? I know he has some kind of plan running, but I have no idea what or when it is. Maybe that's building my nerves? I don't know. I recently found out about some shortly-upcoming bridal expos. After I explained to Mr. Wolf what they are, he seemed interested in checking some out. Luckily where we live is very close to a lot of them. The closest one is the 6th. Which may also be recognized as roughly two weeks from today. Which is kind of soon. But I think the thing that causes me the most stress is the errant thought he might say no. I know that he's not going t...