Latest? We're on the prowl for a venue. What the freak is up with all this stupid pressure? I feel like I need to dress up and do a happy dance for these nuts. Do I need to dress up?! Will they venue people like us?! Will they be mean and try to make the day Carrie Part III? I'm allergic to pig's blood!!!
I don't know about any of this stuff. I have a friend who has graciously volunteered to help me plan. She's a guru PR exec who does this ish in her gangsta SLEEP so I'm pretty excited about that...what I'm not excited about is making her feel like Kunta...which is what I was TOTALLY planning on doing to the wedding planner I was going to hire. Why? Not because I'm cruel (I'm a gentle soul damn it!) but because I don't DO wedding ish. I don't know how...I don't even know if I want to know how so I fully expect to be like nod yes or shake no and that's about it.
I don't DO girl, remember? I don't know the importance of ambviance and lighting. The questions I'd ask on a possible wedding day (in my mind): Does it stink? Did I step in gum? Is the steak rubberlicious? Are the strippers bothering my dad again? What? Huh?
So yeah...I feel like we're dating the vendors. Is it okay to be little, cheap-as-hell us and still walk away unscathed without jizz or spit in our food come party day?
Courting vendors is stressful!