I had a mini wedding related meltdown today. Well, really it was just wedding dress related. I’m really assuming the victim role here. I just can’t believe that we’re 2.5 months out and I’m worrying about finding the “perfect dress”, which Rob & Shauna tried to tell me didn’t exist. And that nothing’s perfect and whatever I end with will be fine blah frickin blah. It’s my one and only wedding (hopefully…just kidding!) and it’s gotta be perfect, dammit. Is that really so much to ask? I was called Bridezilla for saying that earlier and I thought that was silly. Not silly, just plain stupid. I am not Bridezilla, I’m just a girl who wants her perfect wedding dress.
Frankly, I wish this thing was over already. Just too much pressure, too much to do and to think about.
We’re heading to Las Vegas tomorrow, and I couldn’t be more thrilled. I can’t wait to sit back, relax, and have a fruity drink poolside at the Bellagio. I will report on our goings ons whilst there. My goal this trip is to see how many prostitute cards I can collect. You know, the ones the hispanic guys stand on the sidewalk throwing at you. I’m gonna bring home a whole new trading card game, it’s gonna be the next big thing.