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Don’t Do Laundry While Very Very Very Tired
Published: Aug 23rd, 2010Comments: 4
So this past week’s wedding preparations entailed a hair appointment for a trial-run, in which I left happy, but have since decided I want something totally different, because I think my hair stylist needs some excitement in her life.
My lovely local friends threw a little bachelorette party for me, which I was not expecting. Part of planning a very small, casual wedding is omitting some of the traditional events that go along with the wedding. The bridal showers, the dress shopping, the registries, the guest list, the photographer, caterer, baker, florist, DJ, the venue, the bachelorette and bachelor parties, the mass consumption of tequila, and the stuffing of dollar bills into bikinis.
We didn’t plan on doing any of this stuff, except that our friends did coordinate small parties for Dave and me. They were small and casual, like everything else we are doing, and we are very lucky to have such great friends.
Since the wedding is so small, and practically no one is invited, we planned a decidedly giant pre-wedding picnic in the park for our friends and family. We had no idea how many people would come. Anywhere from 100 to 200 people. We ordered Hawaiian BBQ and mini cupcakes to be delivered. We hung out in the park for eight hours.
I had friends fly in from California and Boston for the picnic. One friend drove up from Redding, California. Some were visiting Portland for the first time. Some I hadn’t seen in years. To make the trip worthwhile for the out-of-towners, we tried to pack in as much Portland as possible. Powell’s, Pearl, breakfast, beer, food carts, coffee, poutine, more beer.
We also went to Hall of Records, which is finally, fantastically, OPEN, and had a beer. It’s gorgeous. We are so excited and happy for Katie and Justin. They worked so long, and so hard to open their business, in such a tumultuous economic climate, they are a goddamned inspiration. These kids never lost sight of their vision and they never wavered in their dedication. They built it with their own hands. They deserve every ounce of the huge, heaping gobs of success coming their way. And they were in the fricken Oregonian! Go to Hall of Records on Belmont! Immediately!
This past week was lots of running around, lots of airport trips, lots of sight seeing, lots of eating, lots of picnicking, lots of seeing old friends and new friends, lots of waking up fairly early after anxious nights of not sleeping well. And lots of fun. All this for a small, casual wedding.
Oh, and I still have to finish writing our ceremony and vows. Wedding is in six days. Whatevs.
At the end of all this, I should have just curled up and went to sleep. But a word of advice, instead. When you are very, very tired, maybe you shouldn’t try doing a load of laundry. Because maybe when you load the washing machine, and you reach up for the powdered laundry soap, you might misjudge the paper box packaging it comes in, and it might rip in your hand, and it might spill all over you and the floor. Maybe you just want to collapse into bed and drool like an infant, instead of sweeping and vacuuming powdered laundry soap. You know, maybe wait until you are not so tired to do laundry.
Forgive the Infrequent Blogging, I’m Trying To Write A Goddamned Wedding Ceremony Over Here
Published: Aug 15th, 2010Comments: 5
I’m trying to write a ceremony without any godwhammy, without any sort of overly sappy or epic sentiments, and despite Dave’s protests, none of that “honor and obey” bullcrap.
It’s not as easy as it sounds. Less than two weeks to go.
Maybe we’ll mention something about Unicorns, too.




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