What Got Me Were the Tablecloths

So, after we settled on the food, the caterer asked,”What color tablecloths do you want?” Now, from the beginning, most of my considerable excitement has been focused on the outcome, i.e., Joe Banks and I will be married at the end of it all. I wasn’t too concerned about how we got to that point. Flowers? Sure, ok. Cake? Oh yeah, of course. Let’s put it this way: The biggest reason I look at bridal magazines is to have a good laugh at the Industrial Wedding Machine and all of its created need. Spend $300 on a pair of shoes that no one will be able to see under your floor-length gown? Buy a sterling silver cake cutter just for the wedding cake? Who are these suckers?

But then I saw the tablecloth colors at the caterers, and something clicked. This is going to be a whole lot of fun: color choices, flowers, playful touches. I’m focusing more on the joy that the journey can bring us, now, instead of focusing only on the destination. One of the best things about our relationship is that we enjoy the individual moments of our lives together as well as the big picture, the wholeness of us together. And I’m finally applying that same philosophy to our wedding, and enjoying the moments that make up the journey.

So does anyone know where I can get a diamond tiara second-hand? I’m focusing on the journey, but I’m still frugal…

2 Responses to What Got Me Were the Tablecloths

  1. That’s funny, I was just reading my book about Eloping & it talked about how couples have to decide on all those items, colors & such … I say the heck with it, Steve & I will run off to Hawaii.

    Let’s Elope: The Definitive Guide to Eloping, Destination Weddings, and Other Creative Wedding Options (Paperback)

    I do hope to come to your wedding in Sept. I really wouldn’t miss it for the world.

    ~Miss Stephanie

  2. OH love is in the air. I remember my proposal. Steve had asked me twice already. He really believed in love at first site. I thought he was an idiot. But Then I thought, Girl you do not have people beating down your door…well… at least not to marry you. So I decided I would say Yes the next time he asked. Look at me, assuming he was going to ask again. He did and he did not expect me to say yes.

    In fact, he did not even hear me. He continued talking explaining why we should get married. About three minutes later he asks “what did you say?” That was nearly twenty years ago. ( or something like that, hard for me to remember since I was oonly eight) Yes we did it. After 1 month of meeting.

    Now, people in their right minds dont get married after one month. So what does that tell you about us (Smile) ANy way every day has been a honeymoon. We are still in love if not more as the day we met.

    We feel each other when we are apart. We finish each others thoughts. He is my best friend and soul mate.

    Weddings well, they are great. I just don’t like the big, big. big lady Diane stuff. I like the romance. I think Sheryl’s ring is beautiful. It is so unique like her. Joe is a sweetheart too. The two were made for each other. I am so happy. Yeah!!

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