I’ve been getting a lot of questions about how big my wedding will be. I’ve said I’m willing to sacrifice guest count for the right venue. Wrong. I’m starting to flip-flop. I remember reading something that said, “If you instantly became very wealthy, would you stick around with the person that you’re with?” For a lot of the guys in my past, the answer was no. I was with them because I thought I needed a partner, because I didn’t think I could have a family on my own, because I didn’t think I could do better. Dean is different. The answer is yes. I wouldn’t mind paying all the bills and being a sugar mama because I know he loves me so much.
I asked myself the same question today. “If you instantly became very wealthy, what would your dream wedding be like?” You have to think positive, right? And if I had the resources…just like I have my dream guy, what kind of wedding would I have? I know it still would not be “fairytale-ish.” No Cinderella gown or glass carriage. Simply a rocking good time with my family and friends. I have to say…the guest count would be 200. If I had my ideal wedding, I would invite all my family and that is a lot of people.
Does anyone out there get me? Like really get me?!
The caterer says “Cut your guest count!” My neighbor says, “You should only invite people who you really want to be there.” My friends say, “Do you really know that many people?” The answer is HELL YEAH! I have a big family. I’m close to my family, too. No one seems to understand the travesty. I can’t afford it, but I want them there. That’s the dilemma.