The Dress

I hope everyone is having a good weekend! I hurt my knee working out, so Richard is making me take it easy today. Obviously, I am not complaining.

Yesterday my mom, her best friend Kim, and her daughter Jennifer drove up to see the progress we have made on the house, and to shop for a wedding dress. I have been pouring over bridal magazines since we became engaged, so I admit I am kind of to the point of every dress looking the same: white with some beading.

To help make this process go a bit smoother, I have made my own wedding planner, and narrowed it down to dresses by cut, price range, etc. (it was my OCD kicking in.) Yesterday when we went to the bridal shop, it was effortless for the consultant to get what I had. There was one dress that I had found in their catalog, but I wanted to make sure my mom was there for me to try it on. I also tried on the dresses one of my coworkers, my maid of honor Jennifer, and my future stepdaughter had picked out for me. I told my mom that I would know it was the dress if it made her cry (she claims she has never heard of this before, I think I'm just watching too many wedding shows).

The first dress that my coworker picked out was a hit. It was a fit and flare and had applique flowers along the skirt and the train. My judges as I called them all liked it. The next few were quickly put in the no pile, and a few we were split on.

That ended when I put the last dress on, which is the one that I had picked out in the catalog. As soon as I walked out, my Mom's eyes said it all.

And she started to cry. I knew it was the one. End of story. The dress is gorgeous. It's everything I wanted. My two goals were to not look like a princess or a cake topper, and I have successfully made that goal.

I finally feel like the wedding stuff is starting to come together. Getting a dress was a big first step. We are looking at the venue that we want in a few weeks. Now I can look at bridesmaid dresses, and get the flowers, etc. Before I started dating Richard I was always nervous how I would handle a wedding with my cast of characters in my family. But now, it doesn't matter. All that matters is that I begin my life with someone who compliments me, who makes me laugh, and has my best interest at heart, and that I feel the same about him. Ahhh, love :)