Dear Future Hubby,
Please don’t be alarmed by finding this blog. Please don’t dump me, or take the ring back (if you’ve already gotten me one), or decide not to buy a ring (if you haven’t bought one yet). While this might seem quite strange to find me, your future wife, writing a blog to you, someone who your have never met, I assure you that I am not crazy, have a normal pH balance in my brain, and am currently on no medications for any issues. However, I will admit to one thing. One thing that I’m sure many girls will admit to doing every once and a while. I admit that I love weddings and have always thought about what mine would be like and what the road to get there with you would be like. I love the details of the events, the planning, the dresses, the flowers. I’m sure you’ve already gathered this about me as I’m sure I’ve probably forced you to sit at home on a Friday night watching Say Yes To The Dress. Despite what you may think, my life is NOT consumed by weddings, or thinking about weddings. I have a steady job, a great group of friends, go to the gym every day, spend a lot of time talking about pop culture, celeb gossip, and sports, get drunk on a regular basis, facebook stalk people, and have late night dance parties.
When I started this, it started out as a forum for me to tell you what I wanted and what I didn’t want in a wedding. Don’t get me wrong, I can talk about weddings till the cows come home. However, I quickly realized that in order to even get to the wedding portion of a relationship, there needs to be a relationship. I need to find you. So consider this your blue print. Your treasure map. A way into my inner psyche that doesn’t require you to buy me a glass of wine, pull out my car, or open my car door.
I am using this forum to document my journey through life to find you, letting you know exactly what I think about certain things like dates, interactions, love, relationships, grand gestures etc. Think of this as a big open book test into what I look for in a guy and a relationship. If I write a letter to you saying I don’t like first dates that require me to get dirty, don’t take me camping. I won’t go out with you again.
And maybe, just maybe, if you still think I’m awesome (which I am) and aren’t horribly offended by the idea of getting married in Ireland, well, then you’ve already got the blue print to that relationship milestone as well. Congrats.
So don’t be concerned by everything you read here. It’s all in good fun and not the least bit serious. Nothing is set in stone…yet. Just kidding.
Your future wife
PS: We’re probably going to need to be multi-millionaires or win the lotto to afford any of my ideas, so we better get on that, pronto.