After many weeks of changing wedding plans, searching for just the right place and some frustration, we've decided on a place. The original plan was to get married in ST. John USVI on the beach with only a few friends and famliy and have a reception back home. Then the other plans were to get married locally and have a nice reception, then it went to his mom's backyard, then to vegas, then to me saying eff it we'll do the justice of the peace. Most of these were turned down due to price or location (him saying no) and the final suggestion was turned down because somewhere along the way he realized that I really should have the wedding of my dreams. I think that he came to that realization because I said "Fine, plan your own damned wedding." out of frustration and then went on a wedding planning strike. Yes strike!
A few nights ago he was looking through a honeymoon magazine a friend of mine had given me and he said "What about this place?" It was a resort in Mexico. We jumped on the internet and checked it out and he was smitten. So we'll be getting hitched in mexico and at an earlier date. I'm estatic because I get to get married on the beach and spend the most fabulous 10 days and nights in a suite with our own private pool. Wooo-hooo!
As of now we're telling family and friends just in case they'd like to come.
mikesrabbit said...