Don't tell Dad!!!

So I went to the florist yesterday and after the second meeting with them finally got a price quote (which about made me puke). I thought as I was hearing her read everything back to me "this might get a bit pricey". Oh boy was I wrong. It was beyond that. If I gave you 3 guesses I bet I would have to tell you higher each time. I never knew I liked flowers so much.

......Wait that's the thing I don't. I like simplicity. When this wedding started I was going to have the bridesmaids carry down a sing stem Calla Lilly and now everyone has a bouquet. I also came up with the wacky Idea to have flower balls hanging from the ceiling of the tent and on gardeners hooks around the ceremony site and 16 roses per vase for some centerpieces.

I think I went a little over board. So now we take a step back into reality and revamp my ideas.

Back to Simplicity/Reality!!!!!

Lets just say the price that she told me made my dad use the "F" work followed by no. As I tried to explain to him I know....I know..... I just did not want to look like an idiot saying oh my, we just sat here for a second 1 hr session and now I have to do it all again, start over. Sorry Lady but I need you for another hour. Mom just says quietly after I pulled her in the other room and said "don't tell Dad", "maybe you should try to knock off a few thousand". OH YEAH a FEW THOUSAND.

So how much was the bill going to be?!?!?!?! 8 grand. Yup 8 stinking grand. Who the hell needs 8 grand in flowers. Not me!!! So trust me mom more than a few thousand is coming off of that bill and dad can stop cursing and let his blood pressure settle.

So I resorted back to reality and simplicity and now I think the bill will be one I can bring home and introduce to daddy-as long as he has had a few :).

2 Months Left

I have two months left of unmarried life which is beginning to sound better and better as it gets closer. I think the reason it is sounding better is because I will no longer have to be planning a wedding, calling vendors, finding addresses, contemplating weather or not we have everyone on the address list, cleaning mom and dads home (getting married there), or asking people for help on different tasks which I feel I should be doing. It will be over I will be happily married and calm for a while, well, until we decide children sound like a good idea.

I have spent the last week sorting through details like napkin folding, wine glasses, guest books, and music (special songs). I feel like I am going to explode inside every time I start running through my "To Do List". There is just so much to do and I feel like the water just keeps getting deeper and deeper no matter which way I turn and try to get out. The worst thing is that everyone keeps telling me all this work and that one day will go by sooooo fast. I don't want it to go fast I want it to last for ever or at least long enough for me to enjoy it and not worry about what else is going on.

I am excited and scared, happy and sad, tired and eager, and every other opposite combination of emotions you can think of.

I think the thought that saddens me the most is losing my Niese name. I love being a Niese not just because you can blame any inappropriate/annoying mannerism on the blood line, but because it is a name with a lot of meaning to me. I love sharing the family name and pride myself on being a Niese and having the family I do. Losing that name is like losing part of myself, although I guess you never really lose it you just hide it for a while.

Maybe a hyphen would be cool. Kristen Joan Niese-Schnipke. Or maybe I should make him take my name?!?!?!?!?! That would be fun.