May 28, 2009

club wed:

Last Chance for Kisses

Before I’m a Missus.

Hey, did you hear, I’m getting married! And with W-Day at T minus a month, I have entered the it’s-all-about-me-and-my-wedding stage of the engagement. (Which is, dear readers, preceded by the I-can’t-function-beyond-the-planning-of-the-wedding stage of the engagement, which directly speaks to the radio silence we’ve all been experiencing in the blogosphere.) But I digress.

Because all I want to do is talk about me and my wedding! And so much so, that my rational moi is confused at why I can’t control my bridal blessed-out moi. You see I’ve never really been a big wedding kind of girl. Don’t get me wrong—Mama loves a good party, but I was never (underline three times please) one of those girls who imagined her wedding. I always knew that I would get married and I always knew that it would be a big bash, but until cushion-cut perfection landed on my big knuckled hand, I had zero idea of what being a bride would actually feel like. What I did know was that I never wanted to be one of those brides who went on and on about her colors, her registry and her dress.

But I’ve come to learn—that is completely unavoidable. I am so bubbling over with excitement that all I can do is talk about my wedding. And to complete strangers! Take today for example. I spoke with a publicist this morning about a classified project we hope to call to action and the first thing out of my mouth was, “I’m getting married in a month.” Later in the day, I was interviewing candidates for an open summer internship position, I was all “OMG I’m getting married!” I swear I even told the salad guy. So yeah, I’m supah stoked to be walking down that aisle in June. And you know what fellow brides to be, it’s ok.
Xoxo

Listen up! ‘Cause I’m getting married!!!

Posted by Jenna at 12:03 p.m.