Shit: I’m Getting Married In Almost A Month

My fiancé and I visited our venue today to go over the wedding ceremony with our caterer.

While we were there, things were cool and casual because it felt like a normal conversation. You know, people talk about their wedding every day, right? It’s totally normal.


We’re talking about our wedding and you’re talking about what to eat for dinner. We’re discussing décor, napkins, silverware and you’re calling for your yearly check-up with your doctor. We’re making and buying bridesmaid and groomsmen gift while you take the dogs for a walk.

Somehow, it doesn’t seem that easy, huh? I hope you caught-on to my sarcasm.


It’s almost a month until I get married. This will be the man I will be with – forever. I will grow old with him, have kids, a house, and share almost everything with.

Today, I heard a girl claim, “I’m not ready to get married!” I just smiled to myself because in almost a month, I’ll be a married woman.

When you’re little, you envision who you’ll marry, how the day will play out, what your dress will look like and who your bridesmaids will be. It’s funny thinking back to a couple of years when I was just dating and now I’m getting married.

It’s both a happy and emotional time in your life.

It’s frightening and thrilling at the same time. Your emotions are all out of whack and you can hardly breathe. All I know is in about a month, my last name will change. I will no longer have the same one I was given at birth and that will be weird in itself.

Of course I’m scared, but everyone is when they make the giant leap to tie the knot. I’m sure it’s natural, but it’s happening! Ready or not, here I come.

Via Mogul

Dating Sucks: Why I’m Happy I No Longer Have To Date Anyone

Dating sucks.

There I said it. It’s awkward, uncomfortable and you have to be so vulnerable with the person. Well, you have to be vulnerable when you end up getting married or in a committed relationship, but it’s not as crucial as at the beginning.

I remember going on dates and wondering if the guy liked me or not.

I went on 2 dates with this guy – whom I met online—and at the end of the second date, he gave me a big, sloppy kiss. It was one of the most disgusting kisses I’ve ever gotten. But, nothing takes the cake more than this guy who kissed me after our first date.

He leaned in when I didn’t want it, but I felt sorry for him, so I also leaned in too.

Come to find out, he kissed like a fish.

You see, I’m happy I no longer have to date because it’s too confusing. Also, most guys don’t know how to plan things anymore. They don’t try anymore. They just want to get you in bed and that’s one of their number one priorities.

Now, this does not pertain to every guy, but I’d say tons of guys have this mentality.

Some guys will leave it to you to plan something.

“What should we do?” Um, if you really care, you’d set something up, not me.

I got lucky and had a guy who thought outside the box and wanted to workout and then go out to lunch.

And, this guy ended up proposing to me.

Therefore, I’m so happy that I no longer have to date because I hated the following: waiting for the guy to text me, trying to interpret what he means, wondering when he’ll ask me to be his girl, just thinking back to the question, “what are we” makes me cringe.

I don’t miss telling my friends that I’m “talking” with a guy or I’m waiting for him to text me back after our amazing first date. I also don’t miss having my friends and family awkwardly meet him and tell me what they think. Additionally, I really don’t miss my mother judging every guy I bring home and “evaluating” him.

I’m sorry for the girls who are in this boat.

There are some girls who love dating, but that’s just not me. I’ve always needed a title. I didn’t want to just see a guy for months on end without making it official. But, for some girls that’s okay. And, that might be fine, but that’s not my lifestyle.

In a world with lots of douchebags, I’m just glad I no longer have to date.

Via Puckermob

I’m A Millennial And Yes, I’m Getting Married In My 20s – So What?

I’m 27, a millennial and getting married in 2 months.

I keep hearing people bash millennials getting married in their twenties. They say we should save more money and focus in on our career. Well, let me clue you in on something, I’ve tried to ‘focus on my career’ before I met my fiancé. In fact, all I cared about was my career and nothing else.

But, where did it get me?

I’m still looking and figuring out what I want career-wise. It’s taking us millennials longer than most because we don’t have the same opportunities. We graduate college and are not promised jobs. And, you may say then why get married right now? Why not wait until you’re more established, heck, until you figure out who the hell you are?

Here’s the thing: I know who I am and why can’t I figure out what I want to do career-wise with my husband? Why do I have to be single to figure it out? No, he won’t distract me because I have my own life and so does he. He’s his own person and so am I.

So, I understand why some people disagree with getting married in their 20’s, but I also question why wait when you know the time is right?

I actually wanted to be married and have 1 kid by now, but I think I’m behind.

You may say I’m setting myself up for disaster getting married before finding a career, but I’m going to have to disagree with you. Besides, he didn’t know he was going to lose his job and be unemployed. And, hey, people asked if we should postpone it because of everything that was happening, but why do that? Why not get married in your 20’s? What’s the harm?

I’m not rushing anything.

I just think it’s the right time to get married. Why do I need to ‘get to know him more?’ What’s to learn? We lived in Tennessee for a year and that was a test for us. So, if we can survive that, we can survive anything.

I think the more experiences you endure with your significant other is when you’ll know if you two are meant to be.

So, I’ll say this again, it is not a mistake to get married in your 20’s. Don’t listen to anyone else, just trust your instincts.

Via Puckermob