Every Little Wonder

A little more than a week of being engaged and I’m already completely exhausted by wedding planning. I don’t know how to do this. How do people do this? I would be killer at planning someone else’s wedding, but mine? GRAGH. My obsessive, perfectionist side, my embarrassingly indecisive side, and my not being a millionaire side are all battling it out in an epic fashion. It’s not pretty.

I want a cute vintagey wedding outside on a warm night, under the stars and tons of twinkling lights, with a taco truck on one side and cupcake truck on the other side, and everyone we’ve ever known and loved happily dancing in the middle.

Or I want a small, elegant cocktail party in a hip restaurant with party frocks and tiny passed hors d’oeuvres and only our closest family and friends.

One or the other. Depends which minute you’re asking me. But having either of these on our budget (um, FREE dollars?)—or even on a budget under ELEVENTY MILLION DOLLARS OMG—is impossible. And I know. Because I’ve been obsessively researching ALL WEEK.

Like I said: EXHAUSTED.

We’ve toyed around with the idea of just getting married at the courthouse or whatever, but I think that kinda misses the point for us. Because the point, for us, is this big awesome celebration. The being-together-forever part? Yeah, that’s pretty awesome too, but we’ve already known that for a long time—the ring and the paperwork are just happy formalities. So it makes more sense to wait to the NINE HUNDRED YEARS it will take for us to save up money for the type of wedding we want than to rush down a courthouse aisle, right? I mean, it’s not like I’ve really got to be afraid of getting knocked up or anything.*

So… we’ll see what happens. And in the meantime, I’ll just be here religiously clicking through every single wedding blog and subscribing to every single wedding magazine that has ever existed. ( and bookmarking the good stuff! ) Good times!

_{*just kidding universe, i am so afraid of getting knocked up again!}

I am finally back from our trip! Er, okay, I was back on Sunday, but I seem to have forgotten about this “blog” thing. Internet? What’s an internet?

The trip was lovely and, well, I don’t want to bury the lede or anything, so I’ll just say:
We got engaged!

:) x 10000000, right? Cris proposed on the night of our five year anniversary, at a lovely restaurant in Santa Barbara. It was unexpected and sweet and romantic and wonderful and all that good stuff, and it looks like my years of being a ruined woman and living in sin will soon be behind me!

The rest of the trip to Santa Barbara and LA was nice. We spent way too much money and spent too much time running around instead of napping on the beach, and every time I saw a little kid, I would give out an involuntary yelp because OMG I MISS MY BABYYYYYYY. But that’s just how it goes I guess. Highlights:

• bloody marys!
• red velvet pancakes! cream cheese frosting! heart-shaped chocolate chips! cutest breakfast ever .
• these tacos! I am obsessed with these tacos and it’s pretty much been my primary motivation for every trip I’ve ever taken to LA.
• pinkberry, finally.
• staying at the swankiest hotel I’ve ever been in . crappiest picture ever, I know, but that thing? It’s like a huge mirror, right? Except there is a secret hidden tv screen behind it! Craziness! There was a shower that rained from the ceiling and $12 bottles of Fiji water just laying around and a room service menu where you could order entire bottles of liquor (only $130 for a bottle of jose cuervo! bargain!) and a balcony with an amazing view. It was pretty awesome and totally ridiculous.
• the ‘breakfast’ ‘menu’ at the hotel restaurant
• and last, but so not least, the sleep! The sweet sleep! Uninterrupted! All night! All morning! I’ve missed you, Sleep! Please don’t leave! Come back!

(I have real pictures, I swear, but ever since getting an iphone, using my real camera seems like such a hassle. I should get some kind of award for being the laziest person ever)