i was going to title this “tent trauma” because of the nice alliteration, but i feel that “trauma” is slightly too vehement. i’m not at the point of trauma.
yet.
what if the tent is too hot? it has sides, and the tent renter woman (and yes, tents are pretty damn expensive) said that they thought it wouldn’t be a problem to roll up the sides if it’s nice weather. but she said that the manager of our reception site likes to have them down, in case it’s windy or inclement in anyway.
I’M THE ONE PAYING FOR THE TENT, though, so shouldn’t i get to decide about the situation of the sides? and then i talked to somebody who rented a tent from this place before and she didn’t think it was possible to change the position of the sides from up to down.
should we bring in fans, just in case? the tent renter will rent us fans for a mere $43 apiece, but luckily we have plenty of fans. and what about lights? we have a couple of torchiere lamps in the garage now, should we also bring them? can we have candles in the tent? the tent renter seemed way way too vague about tent details. shouldn’t she know exactly everything about the tents, since they call her the “tent specialiast” there at the rental place?
the tent has added too much stress to the wedding preparations. which, incidentally, are QUITE UNDER WAY NOW because i’m panicking.
MFH sent me an a-mail last night which he found on some website, a funny thing about not stressing. all the hooey about how things will be fine, etc etc etc. yeah, i’m sure they’ll be fine once we’re having the wedding, but what about the nine weeks prior to the date? and what about the stuff that NEEDS TO BE DONE?
i’m thinking that somebody should write a wedding book called “planning your wedding from birth.” because all these wedding timelines start so ridiculously early – 12 months, 18 months, two years before the wedding – you might as well just start as soon as you can hold a crayon and start scribbling notes about the kind of flowers you want for your wedding.
i haven’t given the flowers a thought yet. people are now starting to grill me about specific wedding plans, like what kind of flowers and stuff like that. i just realized that it’s all these people asking questions which are making me think more about things and worry. last night at the tu tu bbq somebody asked me if i had a dress and i gritted my teeth and just said “yes” instead of lamenting the fact that right now i CAN’T ZIP IT UP. it was one of the lovely and very petite ballet women who asked that, and i figured she wouldn’t be able to relate to the whole not-zipping thing.
when i get stressed about the wedding, and suddenly i feel awfully, awfully stressed, i try to think THINK ABOUT THE HONEYMOON INSTEAD. hawaii. that calms me down for a second or two.
this morning i walked around the farmers’ market and at first it seemed pleasant with a nice breeze but then i had to walk in the sun and MY GOD IT’S HOT TODAY. sweat was dripping down my back, so i bought some fruits and vegetables and got the hell out of there.
right now i’m in the library, wishing i had some kind of disinfectant to spray on this computer keyboard because i think about the millions of unwashed fingers that pound on the keyboard all the time. no disinfectant at all, i’m afraid.
i’m waiting for kevin to finish teaching fencing class, and then we’re theoretically going to go look at stuff which we might want to register for, even though i’m sure we won’t find anything that we want/need. even if we did find something we wanted, we have no place to put it. we have everything. except for a toaster oven, but we only need the one toaster oven.
my friend randy took the train to chicago this morning at 6:30 a.m. and he gets to go to a Very Fancy Dinner, honoring Steven Spielberg, and it’s a black tie affair and i’m quite excited for him and i wish he had a camera phone to surreptitiously take pictures of the celebrities he’s sure to see and meet. he said there are supposed to be at least 40 movie stars in attendance but he couldn’t remember any of the names except for shirley maclaine who is certainly a big name.
if i was in chicago right now, i’m sure i wouldn’t even be thinking about tents.
that’s what i need, A VACATION. just a short one, that’s all i’m asking.
at least it’s cool here in the library. i hope your weekend is delightful.
ok then,
middle of july grace.