I keep having weird dreams about the wedding, not like nightmares but just off the wall weird. A couple weeks ago I was telling my friend that I can’t see myself getting married without a tattoo for some reason. So last week I had a dream that Jake and I were getting tattoos done the day of our wedding, and for some reason it was imperative that they were done before we walked down the isle. And he wanted a full sleeve intricate thing (which in real life he would never ever get) that took forever. So I was sitting their telling him that we had like 20 minutes before we had to get married and he better hurry up. Then another dream I had was that all of our centerpieces were tiny bowls full of those cheap candy almonds in pastel colors that you only see at Easter (that was kind of a nightmare, ahhh). The weird dreams always wake me up in the middle of the night and of course I stay awake for hours trying to not stress about my dream, it’s lame.

So on Monday we were at Jake’s parents house and they asked about the wedding plans and I told them that we were hoping to send out the invitations this weekend, and then Jake’s mom says, “oh I forgot to give you a bunch of addresses for my family.” I am surprised how calm I acted. I have had the guest list pretty much finished for a very long time, it’s one of the first things I did in order to plan how much of my parents money I can spend (ha!). I have just continued to update addresses and add a couple extra people, but I asked them for a list over a year ago when we got engaged, 6 months ago when we were looking at how many invitations to buy and like 2 months ago when I was finalizing the guest list. So we bought 150 invitations, which is more then we needed, and now I don’t have enough. The wedding is supposed to be for 200 people and we now have 276 people. I am praying that we have 76 people who are too far away to come but honestly I don’t know if that will happen. Lamity lame lame.