Congratulations in advance. As others have noted, I am sure things will go just fine and even if something does happen, it matters not because you are still married and can laugh about it later.
Oh, and pictures or it didn’t happen. 
I don’t know why, but that made me tear up a bit.
Your wedding will be lovely, you’ll be a lovely bride, and then this will all be over with and you can get down to the business of being a Married Wifey.
A white cat with a blue halo does indeed sound lovely. 
flatlined, I left all my attendants flowers at my mom’s house; the only flowers we had were my bouquet. I remember bits and pieces of the reception, I don’t remember much (if anything) of the ceremony. I mostly remember going to the McDonald’s drive-thru after the cleanup and reception for Big Macs for both of us.
You will be lovely, Bill will be handsome, and the important thing is that you are together.
Thank you again everyone. You are so kind, I know that there was no reason to freak out, but wow.
This is so nice and you are so right. Nobody is there hoping to get something for Funniest Home Videos or anything. My friends can be pretty outrageous at times, but they know when to behave, so nobody is going to be out in the parking lot doing shots before the ceremony or anything like that.
Its going to be great. And even if it isn’t, all of the days after will be the best in my life.
flatlined, here is one for you. When one of my frat brothers got hitched, mayham was in the air. We had to make it one for the record books. So needless to say, there were pledges involved.
The brides right eyebrow went up when nearly all of the 300 guests to her wedding strolled into the reception with identicaly sized gifts.
Upon their return from the honeymoon, they discovered they were the happy owners of six pallets of toasters.
IDENTICAL toasters.
I would have loved to be a fly on the wall in WalMart HQ when they noticed every store in a 50 mile radius was sold out.
Pledges are so dammed usefull…
Freaking out again. I’m starting to get the RSVP cards back. We choose to use postcards to make it hard for people to put a check in their polite “no I can’t be there” reply. I put handwritten notes in the invites to tell our friends that we just want them to share our joy, but if they can’t be with us, we will be thinking about them and presents are not needed because they know that we are 2 adults blending households.
People are putting the RSVP cards into envelopes with checks.
I know that I’m sounding churlish and crabby, but STOP IT!!!
(at least we are down to 400 people)
And I haven’t cut my hair since November and its such a mess. My MOH sent me some glittery blue eye powder. I thought that stuff was outlawed back in the 90’s.
People always really, really want to give a newly married couple something. You can return the favor by just letting them do it.
You can always donate the money people send to charity. Maybe you could send it to Habitat for Humanity or another charity that helps families transition into permanent homes. That way, although it’s you can’t use it to set up your household, it’ll go to a new household.
I would guess the money would be donated to her rescue organization. 
Hey, right! (Duh - does it help that I can’t remember details about people I work with daily, either?)
And because your friends are probably more aware than I am, you can even gently allude to that in your thank-you notes!
OH geeze, see what a bitch I’ve become 
Of course they don’t know where to send donations now, I’ve moved and changed rescue groups. I am such an idiot.
Its the hair. I always get crabby when my hair is too long. Its over my ears and in my eyes and is in the ugly sticking out every where stage.
I’m practicing my up do next Friday.
Its nice that I can start writing thank you notes now. Flying unicorns will be shitting rainbows all over.
I really do want this to be over. Like yesterday.
Say what? :eek:
Hurray!! Some one who understands the real issue
I’m growing my hair out so I can have a nice up do for the pics. I usually wear a boy short cut and use product to spike the top up when I go out. This hair in the eyes thing just really bites!
No wonder you’re irritated. 
Even if everything goes wrong…it won’t matter when you look into the eyes of the person you love and see it returned.
The wedding is a material thing…the love you have is not.
Take the love you have and cherish it…there are few people who know what this feeling is.
Thank you for the kind reminder about what is important, Boogly, and welcome to the Dope.
I really do love my Beloved Butthead, and I’m happy and excited to marry him. Its the wedding that is making me crabby. And my crappy looking hair.
I did try to follow the up-thread advice about getting into an argument about socks. It worked out something like this:
Me: Bill, according to the wedding advice I’m getting online, we need to get into an argument about socks.
Bill: What’s wrong with my socks. looks at his feet Wait, I’m not even wearing socks.
M: No, silly. giggling kisses happen About the socks you are wearing to The Wedding.
B: If you don’t like them, you can buy different ones that you do like.
M: This isn’t working, we are supposed to be arguing about stupid shit so we can learn how to handle arguing with each other before we are married. more giggling kisses
B: Well, can we get into an argument about you wanting to have an argument because of advice you got online? I could do that.
M: I’ll have to get back to you about that, I need to ask online.
full on laughing kisses
So, we didn’t fight about his perfectly good socks and I forgot to ask here.
So get a hairband, who cares if it looks like you stepped out of the '60s; I often wore one in the summer, when I had long hair. A friend of mine complained about a similar problem; we gave her several hairbands and diadems (the ones you wear vertically, not the tiara type), the more colorful the better. It was something like four bucks for three of each.
I need more hand holding. So far, everything is going smoothly and seems to be on track. This makes me think that something is going to go dreadfully wrong at the last minute.
My hair is still in my eyes and covering my ears and the back of my neck. I took Nava’s suggestion and bought some hairbands, which kinda helped, but my hair is still on the back of my neck
Bill has a small wall safe and put our wedding bands there. I cannot remember the combination to that safe to save my life and I had a nightmare about him forgetting the rings and me running home in my poofy dress and not being able to open the safe. I honestly woke up crying because we couldn’t get married because I couldn’t get to the rings.
Bill put our rings in one of our gun safes because I have no problems getting into them. Wonders what that says about my mental state…I have to look in my secret hiding place to find the combination to the safe that holds money and easy to liquidate assets, but I can get to our guns in my sleep.
Is your hair long enough to put into a ponytail yet? That would at least get it off your neck. I cut my hair off years ago, one of the reasons why was because I hated it sticking to my neck. So I feel your pain!
I don’t really have any other advice to give you, but I can offer virtual freshly baked blueberry muffins.