Tyler proposed several weeks ago. He had to jump through several hoops to do it because I was terribly sick at the time but it was perfect he had gotten some of closest friends to have a party back at my house and I found out later my boss had been hiding and photographing the whole time.

Things have been coming together very well so far. I am encouraged by how many people have stepped forward simply wanted to help in anyway they can. I feel incredibly supported and loved and (possibly best of all) minimally stressed.

So many major roles and jobs are being handled by close friends and I LOVE that. We are surrounded by a wonderful church and community and I know we couldn’t do it without them.

I am learning a lot about myself through planning a wedding. Tyler and I see eye-to-eye on things 90% of the time so planning with him is fun. I was never the girl who had a “dream wedding” in mind. My wedding pinterest board had maybe 30 posts and most were pose ideas for pictures. This all made me think “Oh it’ll be easy to plan a wedding for me because I’m laid back.”

Wrong.

My whole life I have insisted on doing things different. I LOATHED doing things just because other people did them (i.e. my random tiedye phase that lasted all middle school and half of highschool).

It really wasn’t until college that I realized dressing cute and wearing makeup didn’t make me a drone of the world’s standards, it just meant I was hoping to be employed one day. 

But this desire to be different has indeed stretched over into my wedding planning. I know I am driving a few people crazy when my reasoning for not wanting to do things is “So-and-so already did that,” or “No, pinterest killed that.” Or the fan favorite, “No, I hate that.”

In conclusion, if you want to find out exactly how picky and high maintenance you are… start planning a wedding.

And be ready to stand your ground when people try to change your mind because they will but also be open to when people actually have better ideas.

At the end of the day I confidently say I have my Manly, my family, my friends, my dress, and my photographer. If the cakes falls over and the chairs get delivered to the wrong place, I will still be loving every minute.