Unleash the Clowns

The wedding date is coming up something fast and fierce. I’m still unorganized as crap. The groom hasn’t started to figure out what he or his boys are wearing at the wedding.

We, Shane and I, are very careless with time. Or maybe it’s that we’re very carefree individuals a.k.a. can’t seem to get our turd together.

I’m just pissed maybe even jealous, because I wandered aimlessly through the valley of Hades to find this bad ass dress. Only to find that we’ll be exchanging vows on our wedding day and he’d be rockin' a Charlie brown golf shirt alongwith pleated golf shorts. I wouldn't be surprised, if he carried his putting club around for joke sake. This is why I love him soo much, it's because this is who he is. Furthermore, his perspective on the wedding is just a smidge polar from mine. Ugh.

Japanese Proverb: Vision with action is a daydream; action without vision is a nightmare.

"Why bother?" I ask myself. What’s so special about six hours in one day? After a few hours of festivities, the circus shuts down. The clowns go home. The lions, elephants and tigers go back to their cages. Will our guests really appreciate the research that's been invested into the wedding favor? What is all the damn fuss in planning a wedding? Why seek to perfect it? When everything in my life just is.

Our relationship is sweet! I’m thankful that our relationship isn’t chaotic or one sided. Neither of us are “tyrannical hypochondriac temperamental gotta have my cake and burger too” type whack jobs. So what’s the problem?

I can admit, without a singe of doubt in my heart, that we are wealthy in happiness. Privately, you wouldn’t know it, but we’re pretty sappy. I mean “gag me with a fork and puke on my neck” sappy. Sure there’s moments when it can get unnerving, but it wouldn’t be a healthy relationship otherwise.

So why is the wedding planning have to be as such? Head. Hurts. Make. It. Stop. At this very moment, this one second, I have realized that the wedding is never for us. It's for our friends and family that circled our lives up to this point. It was never about us or about me, I would rather surround ourselves with love and share it with the ones we love. That my friends is my interpretation of a wedding. So bring on the dancing sheep!

This is Shellie from the cotton candy factory telling all you children to consume as much sugar as possible so you can drive your parents absolutely mad with insanity.