Barefoot and... getting married?

Sorry I've slacked off on the blogging! My second session of summer school has started and for my Spanish 4 class, one of our assignments is to blog. In Spanish. I string about 3 sentences together if I can and hit post... and it's still takes a lot more time than if I were to jump on here for a quick post. (If you want to laugh at my awful kindergarten level Spanish, Click here.)

I've had a lot going on lately. My dad (who I live with right now) got laid off, my hours at my job got cut way low, my tire busted while I was driving down the interstate, and our venue for the wedding fell through.

By "fell through," I mean they asked us for a mandatory $5000 event planning fee that they did not tell us about, nor can we afford. Isaac and I decided a while ago that if we can't get married there, we will just elope. There aren't many options for wedding venues here that fit our personality and budget, and we never really wanted a huge frilly doves and tulle and white roses kind of wedding anyway.

The same day I was fighting back tears about not being able to afford our venue, my dad told me that he's been wanting to take a vacation to the Outer Banks of North Carolina. We used to go every year, and if you haven't been yet, you need to go. Over a hundred miles of beautiful beaches and sand dunes, and best of all, you aren't sitting on top of someone else's towel because there's no more room on the beach. Because it's so spread out, depending on where you are, you aren't likely to see more than ten people around you enjoying the beach. And that is my kind of place. Relaxation at it's finest! Not to mention all the pretty lighthouses and the wild horses. Okay, that's the end of my OBX commercial. Bottom line, it's my favorite place on Earth.

My dad told me that if we wanted to, he would rent a beach house for the week of the wedding and we could have our reception there if we wanted to get married on the beach in the OBX. How exciting! I about piddled on a rug. Of course, this is going to cut our guest list severely. We are probably going to go from having 80 people to about 10-15. I'm not sure how I feel about that. When we were planning the bigger wedding, I was going back and forth about whether I wanted a big to-do or if I would rather just no one show up. I think I'm more comfortable this way. I'm not very good at the romantic stuff, and I especially wouldn't feel comfortable with everyone staring at me while I tried to be romantic. It's better this way.

I still want to have everything that we would have with a larger wedding. I want decorations and music and catered food. I want a pretty dress and I want to get my hair done. The only thing that is changing is the amount of people that are there. And the price tag. I wish we could have everyone there and still have the same intimate feel, but really it isn't possible... and we can't afford it. So instead we're going with a tiny, bohemian beach wedding. And I am very excited about it.

I'll keep this blog updated with a checklist of what we're getting done and DIY projects I'm working on and how and where we're saving money. It's going to be a beautiful thing. :)

Love,