wedding plans

Lately I have been floating around ideas of wedding plans. It is REALLY hard to plan a wedding when you have no idea where you will be in 4 1/2 months. Daniel could get deployed...we could be shipped out to Germany...or who knows. So planning my wedding seems really minor at the moment.

At this point, me and Daniel will probably get married in a private "court house" wedding, then do something later when we can pin down something more exact. Because if he gets shipped over seas besides Afghanistan...I am going with! No arguments. Not doing this whole living apart thing anymore if I don't have to! Shoot Daniel wants to get married when he gets home for Christmas, I don't think so! This basic training does weird things to these men...ha-ha.

I tried to see if I could cut down my wedding invite list by 85 people today to get it down to 100 people, wasn't happening. It was mind boggling, because I want to invite all the people I love, and so does Daniel. Makes it REALLY difficult.

But I know in the end Daniel could do the court house wedding and be done. Most men would rather go that route...and at this point I am not arguing. They seem to be the smart ones in the end.

Yes I am a girl and want the beautiful wedding dress, the cake, the invitations, and the beautiful reception. Don't get me wrong, I want it all. But, it's not what it's about.

The stress of not knowing where you will land in a couple months is over whelming. Then trying to plan a wedding when you don't know where you will land...is more like chaotic.

I would like to go shopping for a wedding dress, but I am almost scared to even do that! I shouldn't be scared to plan my wedding but I totally am!

Not going to lie, not being in control of what happens to me or Daniel is SCARY. Anyone will tell you, I like to be in control of the situation...for example. I would rather drive a million miles then let someone else drive. Because if something happens in the car...I would rather be in control because I think I am more capable of handling it better. That's just how I am. Hints why me and Daniel argue a lot over who is going to drive. Because he never lets me! And I don't like it.

Besides the point. It's scary and this whole Army is totally stretching me out of my comfort zone, maybe it's a good thing. I haven't decided yet. The unknown is just plain scary. A lot scarier now than it was before. Scarier because I don't know whether or not my future husband is going to be shipped to Afghanistan or Iraq to help fight this war...well not fight. But fix a lot diesel trucks ha-ha. But still, not cool.

Oh well I am just counting my lucky stars and saying a prayer that we are the lucky ones and he doesn't get deployed, but trust me. I am not holding my breath.