Back in my early #almosthitchedbitch days, I thought all the details would be fun. Designing cute programs and little tidbits here and there.
But now that the pressure is seriously on (23 days!), I have very little opinion left to offer. That, or I'm just too tired to care (says the girl who was awake for the day at 3 am yesterday FOR NO REASON).
Currently, my centerpieces are kinda-sorta taking shape.
Of course, now that I have the "bare bones" taken care of... the rest seems overly complicated and scary. And I don't know what to dooooooooo.
The candy bar is overly stressful and will probably result in my hoovering candy into my mouth from a bag at 2 am on the day of the wedding. And I'm very tempted to just drop a huge load of cash (good question, where IS that cash coming from?) just to have someone do it for me for-the-love-of-Jesus.
I found some cute treat bags.... but then I'm not sure if the retro-ish look of them satisfies the un-retro feel of the reception. Does everything have to MATCH for the love of Pete? (The answer is yes.)
So. That's where I'm at.
This is apparently the whole level of coherency I can muster at this point.
I fear for the next 23 days.