Life is good

I'm so in love with C2. Just thought I'd share that with y'all.

The Obvious, yet Elusive, Choice

Now that we've decided to make it a home wedding (kind of like a home birth) I could smack myself in the head wondering why we hadn't thought of this before! It's so perfect-and considering my distaste for the whole wedding-as-commodity idea. Now I can stop being so afraid and resistant. I was really afraid that we'd be dragged, kicking and screaming, into a whole vortex of table linens and color schemes.
Now, peace and happiness reign.
Ahhh.

Plot twists

We've been checking out our options and mulling over what to do for our ceremony, now that the facts and figures have been trickling in. The more we have investigated booking a place and dealing with the details that come with that kind of a choice, the more impersonal and out of our control the ceremony has become. It's just uncomfortable putting yourself into so many other hands when you are trying to keep it as much about a personal celebration as possible. So, we are heading in a new direction, folks! Here's the broad outline:

First, we want to get our real estate situation settled. That means each of us selling our abodes and buying a house together.
Once we have that done, we will start planning the wedding ceremony in earnest.
Next, we have decided that we will have the ceremony at home, in our newly settled digs. This will be a more intimate affair than originally planned, with just close family and a few friends. Afterwards, we'll open up the place and have a party/reception for everyone we aren't able to fit into the house for the wedding itself.
Doing this way just feels right. Now, of course the downside is that setting a wedding date is in the hands of other forces for the time being. We are still hopeful to do this before summer is out next year. We are optimists at heart, eh?

We would love to hear from anybody what their thoughts on this arrangement are. So, cmon and drop your comments here!

Grief

It's almost a week since the bridge collapse, and most of the dust has settled, both physically and emotionally. My first response was "No, it can't happen here. This isn't real!" Then profound sadness, knowing it could be me, or Cindy or any close friends who live in town. Finally it's anger. Anger that a shortsighted, greedy political philosophy that has somehow infected an otherwise caring and compassionate culture could take hold. Anger that those who make the decisions feel it is better for them to take the easy expediant route (No New Taxes!) rather than understand that they are there to serve the people and do what is best for society as a whole. It's a result of the shift of social priorities over the last twenty years.

I'm off the soapbox now, feeling unbelievably sad........