I booked my wedding hair, makeup and nails last week.

I shared the information about my salon of choice with my
bridesmaids and smiled as they emailed me one by one saying they'd called and
booked an appointment as well. Can't
Emails flooding my inbox.

Suddenly I realized I had a timeline beginning to form.

Morning of wedding. Wake up. Wash hair. Curl hair (I've had
too many bad experiences with people not knowing how to style my curls, so I'll
do that myself, thankyouverymuch). Gather bridesmaids. Drive to Bend. Sit in a chair surrounded by some of the most important ladies in my life, all getting
ready for my wedding day.

My. Wedding. Day.

The first block of the day of my wedding is taking shape.

I know what time we'll get up. Where we'll go. Where we'll
be for the first part of what I can only imagine is going to be a day that is
over before I know it.

At no point of this wedding planning have I felt overwhelmed,
really. I feel like I tackle an item a week, and when it's done I feel content,
and forget about the wedding till the next week. Until I booked my
hair, my WEDDING hair, nothing really hit me. I'd book tables, chairs, food,
the audio and everything just felt like another item off the to-do list. We
need food, and now we have it! CHECK!

But booking my wedding hair, and seeing my friends book
theirs as well gives shape to the day. A timeline forms and I can picture us
all walking in on July 6th, 2013 bright and early. I see us laughing
and smiling, I'm sure I'll be nervous, and someone will probably run down the
street to grab coffee. Get me a latte

I haven't stressed about the details. Table arrangements? Whatever, Mom, why don't you just do them.
You're great at that.

I don't have a set vision, or a goal, my colors have sort of
morphed into a blend of corals and greens, and hey throw in some orange and
white and pink, and whatever, it's all pretty! Flowers don't matter, wear
whatever you'd like girls, I honestly don't care, and no matter how many times
I tell my mother it's no big deal, she simply won't believe me.

It's just a day Mom, I
promise I don't care.

It's the moments like this, me in the salon with my favorite
people in the world, laughing and enjoying as we're styled up pretty that I've
dreamed of. When I think of our wedding I see smiles, and laughter. I see these
hours with my best friends, I see my excited nerves, that knot I know I'll get
as I walk up behind Adam and tap him on the shoulder for the first time.
Waiting for him to turn around. Will he
love my dress?

I keep picturing moments instead of items. I keep conjuring
them, waiting for them, and I can't wait to soak up every second of them.

Booking my hair isn't about my hair.

In making that appointment I solidified a moment.

A moment I can't wait for.

One of the millions of moments I simply can't wait to come

  • ashley

    Can’t wait, its going to be fantastic! I think I am going to get my hair done into pig tails. Going to keep it classy for you.

  • Robin

    I just booked a venue and photographer today. And the venue comes with DJ, flowers, and *cheesecake* (squeal!) But it doesn’t feel real yet. Just like checking off a box. Heck, I even have my wedding dress. And buying that was just like “oh yeah, that’s my wedding dress, no big deal.” I haven’t yet had a moment where I’ve been like “HOLY CRAP I AM GETTING MARRIED.” Maybe because fiance and I have been talking about getting married for quite a long time. I don’t know. I hope I get that moment eventually. For now I am content to be calmly ahead of the game.

  • Kelly L

    I… am a bit surprised but not really as to the amount of excitement I felt when reading this post. Like, I was gleeful and giddy and also almost tearing-up emotional (though it doesn’t take much anymore). I AM SO EXCITED FOR YOU and I can’t wait to see all of the details come to life because if your Pinterest habits are any indication, you’re basically planning my dream wedding too, haha.