Tyler and Katie's thoughts on planning a wedding
First, Katie's! Two days after our first kiss, I wasn’t quite sure about you. You were persistent, direct messaging me with invitations to hang out. You were patient and waited for me to come round. Two weeks after our first kiss, you left to New York for a month. We were in some form of relationship purgatory – not quite dating, not quite friends. You could have pursued other women in a city of millions, but you were patient. You waited for me. A-year-and-a-half after our first kiss, you purchased a ring...
I've been getting a lot of questions about what people should wear to our wedding, and exactly what does semi-casual mean anyway. Tyler and I are big on comfort. Living in a state that's in the triple...
A friend said a beautiful thing to me the other day as we were discussing decorations: "Your wedding has introduced me to so many new people and brought me closer to others. I'm really excited...
This morning I got an email from my youngest sister with her flight information for the wedding. And it hit me. I'm really getting married in a little over four months. Sure there's been preparation...
I'm growing a beard. Mostly because Katie didn't like the idea, and I wanted to have one last act of bachelor defiance before I become a silent husband who does nothing but obey his bride. You'd think I'd go off drinking, hit up a strip club or six or do a weekend in Las Vegas, Hangover style. But i'm either too old, too boring or too frugal to do any of those well, so I figured some flaming red facial hair would go nicely. I think it looks badass and will help me during Tough Mudder. Katie is gradually accepting...
Choosing gifts has always given me anxiety. Gifts are more than just an object I give to someone to celebrate a particular occassion. Each one is a representation of the relationship, a reflection on how well I know the quirks of a personality and my ability to listen to the needs of my friends. Talk about pressure. This is never more difficult than choosing a wedding gift. Now you're trying to embody love and committment in an inanimate thing, as well as take into account the personalites and needs of two people...
The entire concept of asking for gifts feels weird to me. Not that I don't like answering questions about possible presents, but the idea of actually picking things like towels, dish sets and silverware out of a catalog and then making a list for people to choose from creeps me out. I'm not above receiving stuff from people, but formalizing the entire process feels...gross. And wasteful. And antithetical to how we've tried to live our lives lately. Haven't worn it in a year? Donate or sell it to Buffalo Exchange...
I've never felt more douchey than I do right now. And I'm the type of guy who wears his picture and his name on shirt (not at the same time). Katie and I finally completed our save the day invite--powered by Pingg.com--and I'm watching Katie finalize the email list. Is this normal? Am I supposed to feel douchey about this? I have nothing against save the dates. I've received two in the past few weeks and am glad to have received them, as one of them is a destination wedding on some tropical island we likely can...
It would seem that so much of my reluctance to plan a wedding stemmed from the difficulty of clearing the first hurdle - finding a location. Fortunately, Tyler and I made a deposit on Tumbleweed Recreation...
Info about our wedding, thoughts on planning it and whatever funny stories we can think of while we try not to yell at each other.
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