In two days, I am getting married. (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
When we first started making wedding plans, it became very clear that I did NOT want a big ol’ wedding, at all. I didn’t want to plan it. I didn’t want to spend a bagillion dollars feeding people chicken… I just wanted to be married. I wanted it to be magical, beautiful, and memorable but I did NOT want the stress of planning. As soon as I came across the idea of getting married elopement style in San Francisco it just felt right. It felt just as right to Mr. A, so we ran with it.
Bonus, I think San Francisco city hall is insanely beautiful.
We’re still planning on having celebrations with ALL our friends and family, but we’ll wait until the summer and sunshine to get here.
Our families are super supportive and on board. My Grams and I have spent every Monday night shopping for the wedding ensemble. Here is the dress I’m wearing. I love love love it. (Mr. A has SEEN it, just not on.) (And it looks super adorable with my burgeoning baby bump.)
My best friend and her husband are flying in to be our witnesses. Erin and I are going to spend the morning getting beautiful, and they’re bringing their fancy camera so after the ceremony we can run around the city taking pictures. Friday night the four of us will go to Spruce
for dinner. Spruce may be the fanciest restaurant I’ve ever been to, with their menu items sounding like something straight from a Top Chef episode.
I am excited to have Erin and her husband coming. Erin is like my sister, we’ve been besties for 15 years. The way I see it, the four of us are going to spend our entire lives being friends through everything. I couldn’t pick better people to stand with us when Mr. A and I start our marriage.
Simple. Full of love. I get to marry Mr. A. Perfect.