Phase 1: I’M ENGAGED!!! Look at my ring!!! Why aren’t you looking at my ring? WE’RE GETTING MARRIED!!! Have we met?

When Eric and I first got engaged, I was just so happy to be engaged and I wasn’t even thinking about the wedding at all. Everyone was congratulating us, and I was soaking it all up. I felt oddly weird about all the attention we were getting. I had so many people that I haven’t spoken to in years reach out to me, and I’m also pretty sure there were several people who I’ve never met congratulating us. However, I felt even weirder when I didn’t get any attention for getting engaged. If someone didn’t say anything about it or didn’t ask to see my ring, I’d just talk with my hands and wave my ring in their face until they finally said something. I mean is that so much to ask for?

Phase 2: We should have eloped.

Weddings. Are. Stressful.

Phase 3: Emotional wreck.

Most recently, I have turned into a hot crying mess every time I think about anything concerning the wedding. Marrying Eric: Tears. Giving speeches about my bridesmaids: Tears. Daddy giving me away: Don’t even get me started. Being a chubby bride: Tears.

I have finally started realizing just how special this all is, and it’s hitting me hard. I keep turning to Eric and saying things like, “We are going to be together F-O-R-E-V-E-R.” and, “We are getting married FOR REAL.” He just rolls his eyes and replies, “I know, sweetie. I thought about that before I asked you.”

Smart ass.

I just can’t get over how special it is to marry my best friend and to have all my favorite people witness it/get drunk for free. So if you see me crying, just know that they are happy tears, and try not to get stuck in a car with me while a love song comes on the radio.

It’s not pretty.