every day this week, everybody i’ve talked to has asked me, “how are the wedding plans going?” yesterday, seven people asked me. at first it seemed amusing, but then tonight i started thinking about it. TWO MORE MONTHS TO GO.
i wish i wasn’t panicking right now, at 12:40 a.m., because i really should be sleeping, instead. but i was lying in bed and suddenly i thought I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHEN WE NEED TO GET A MARRIAGE LICENSE. this is a very fundamental thing.
tonight we went to our reception site and the manager had said we’d have two rooms for our guests but tonight she said we only got one of the rooms and if we have more than 130 people we’ll have to rent a tent. YOU DIDN’T SAY THIS BEFORE WHEN WE SIGNED THE CONRACT.
oh boy. how much will the tent cost? probably about a million dollars.
i got out of bed and looked at my VERY IMPORTANT LIST of Wedding Things To Do and circled some things and made lots of exclamation points and added a few things like CALL UP AND SEE HOW MUCH A TENT COSTS.
and i’m worrying a little about the cake. have i mentioned that i’m going to be making the cake? i wasn’t worried about it because i’ve made cakes before, but not for my own wedding because I’VE NEVER HAD A WEDDING BEFORE.
deep breaths. Ooohhhmmmmm ooohhhhmmmmm ooohhhmmmmmmm….
my cat, winston, is very calm about things. i need to follow his lead. right now he’s dilligently cleaning himself, but this is about the most rigorous thing i’ve seen him do all day. and now he jumped up on the chair next to me and is cleaning some more but i’m sure this is going to be followed by a long period of sleeping.
he’s not worried.
the thing is, kevin hasn’t had to work for the past three days and we’ve mostly been hanging pictures. the place is looking better and better and i’m sure that at some point i’m going to feel that it’s OUR house instead of HIS house, and there aren’t too many boxes left to unpack and only a couple of rooms are a total disaster. so in that regard we’ve made some progress.
BUT NO WEDDING PROGRESS AT ALL.
we did go see “pirates of the caribbean: dead man’s chest” on monday and it was ok. too much of davy jones who had a horrible horrible slimy-looking octopus head. sometimes i had to look at the ceiling instead of at the screen, and other times i had to cross my eyes so i didn’t have to look at him. also, all his men were really gross looking. i know this is designed to appeal to all the teenage boys who rule the movie-going markets, but yuck.
aside from that, the movie had lots and lots of swordplay plus general fighting and chasing and stuff, a lot like the first one. funny, after i went to see the first one i came home and wrote an essay about it, because of the absurdity of the movie being made based on a disney ride. and then christine suggested that i put it on her website, what’s new LA, and i did that, and then i started writing a column for that website on a regular basis, and because of that i started writing a column in a paper here. and then MFH started reading the column and was SMITTEN because of the very VERY amusing writing, and then he went to my very first one-woman show, and then he took me to lunch.
and now we’re getting married.
IN TWO MONTHS.
i MUST GET TO SLEEP. because i have MANY THINGS TO DO TOMORROW.
anyway, i guess i’d say you could go see the latest pirates movie, but i don’t know. it was also annoying that absolutely nothing, i mean NOTHING was resolved, plus it was all so disjointed and didn’t make a lot of sense plus it seems that every single character from the first one is referred to in the second one and who can remember that far back? now i feel obliged to see the first one again.
if you want to read that article i wrote about the first one, you could click on that “what’s new LA” link, and it’d be the very first essay.
TWO MORE MONTHS.
ok then,
grace trying not to be on the verge of a nervous breakdown.