Yes, that's right, I'm getting married.
I'm not going to go all overly-personal on you here, I promise, I just wanted to share a little episode in my day today which struck me as both sweet and promising, as me and my affiance step into the fire that is (dunh dunh dunh duuuuuuh) Wedding Planning. (oh my god, if this turns into a wedding planning blog please someone come smack some sense into me. I will provide my address for said smacking upon request).
So, this afternoon as I'm dutifully crossing things off my list (productive things! important things!) I found myself in my local bookstore. Originally my intention was to find a yoga book I've been hunting for, but somehooooooooow I found myself crouching down in front of the "Weddings and Babies" section with a handful of books spread out on the floor around me. Books with titles like "the DIY Bride," "Budget Weddings for Dummies," and, "The Crafty Wedding Handbook". All of which seemed at once completely unnecessary and absolutely invaluable. What if I DO want to make my own wedding wrap from satin and little fabric flowers?! Won't I be glad I bought this book then?!
But, luckily my better sense (and the reasoned voice of my fiance) were playing in my head and I quickly passed on most of them. MOST of them. Because there was this one book...a fat tome on wedding venues in Southern California, that seemed pretty irresistible. Hundreds of pages of venues with prices and maps and phone numbers...all in one handy little volume! Searching on the internet for places has been driving me batty...so much clicking and so little information...so this book seemed like it might actually be worth the $24.
Okay, I decided, that's it, I'm doing it.
I felt very sassy laying the big W-E-D-D-I-N-G book on the counter and made sure the ol' engagement ring was visible as I did so (just in case the guy behind the register mistook me for just another unengaged girl buying a giant book about wedding venues), only to have my credit card get...um...declined.
Heh, heh.
This didn't freak me out, as I knew I had 4 checks in my wallet that I had forgotten to deposit earlier that day, and wanting it to be very clear that YES I was getting married and NO I wasn't concerned that I have no money in my bank account, I asked the guy to please "hold this for me while I run and go get cash."
At which point, with minutes quickly running out on my metered parking spot, I dashed to the 7-11 up the street where I knew my bank had at ATM that took checks. I was a little annoyed at this ballooning-with-inconvenience errand, and I even debated just scrapping the purchase all together, but the symbolism of NOT buying a wedding venue book because I was too impatient to deposit some checks just did not sit well with me. Besides, I've been a little on and off in terms of my venue-hunting diligence and I did not want to succumb to my lazier nature on this point any more, damnit. So, I waited in line, signed my checks, and deposited them one by one, (as is the way with 7-11 ATMs).
When I finally hustled my way back down to the bookstore, the guy working the counter was switching out his spot for the next guy on duty and he pointed out my book for him. "That's hers." He said, and as my gaze landed on my book I noticed that on top of it was a hand-scribbled note that read, "Still Shopping."
Still shopping?! Have you not seen this ring on my finger?! I am finished shopping, thank you very much.
The new guy grabbed the book.
"I'm ready now." I said, not realizing in the moment that "I'm ready now," said by a breathless woman buying a wedding book might strike some as...funny. (I'm hoping for "adorable").
He smiled, swiping the little wand over the scan bar, "big commitment," he joked.
And as I took my book under my arm, I said in return, "Yep. Just one big commitment at a time...".
If he only knew what it took to get that book...
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