fourty six days.

But who's counting.
I feel like 46 days is forever away, but in wedding time, 46 days is like tomorrow.
All the planning has not been as smooth as I figured it would be. Lets be really honest I've had my wedding planned for YEARS. Lies, not all of it. Just mostly. But when its come down to the nitty gritty stuff I've kind of struggled. I hate money, I wish it didn't exist. Even though I'm pretty good with budgeting and sticking with my budget.
Wedding service suppliers like to get you in their office with their good looks and charm and then corner you and rob you blind. Seriously they just think they can take your money and run. But no my friends, I am too smart for that.
I think Food had been my biggest stress. I come from a very food oriented family. Hello look at all of us, we obviously like to eat. And I am pretty picky, actually I've been told I'm the pickiest eater people have ever met. Awesome, thank you, NO I had no idea I was weird, psh. I'm not just picky about the taste of food I'm also cautious about the presentation of the food. After all, Presentation is number two next to taste. So I have delegated all food matters to my dear mother. The only person in the whole world I would trust with this. Actually with any part of my wedding. She knows me better then I know myself, seriously it scares me.
Chris complained to me today that he feels like he is out of the loop. Which he kind of is. All he knows is that I bought my dress already and the day of the actual wedding. Its kind of hard cause he is at work all day when I'm running around like a maniac to tastings and venues and picking out linens and talking to florists and designing the cake and shopping for the line's attire. Seriously he should feel lucky he is out of the loop. Some days I wish I was. This week is going to be a jam packed week. I have a couple different tasting at caterers, I have my first dress fitting, I have to order my invitations, Schedule our engagement pictures and my Bridals, and i have to finalize everything with my wedding florist/designer. hhhhh Its only Monday.
On the up and up though 46 days until I become Mrs. JaNelle Mae Roberts! yay.
Love that.

On a completely different note.
Here is a taste of what my wedding is like.

changes life may bring.

In honor of so many changes that have been happening and are going to happen very soon I decided to re-vamp my bloggie. Let me give you a little background info on my life currently to explain.

Six months ago I met the most amazing man I have ever known. Chris Roberts swept me off my feet without me even realizing it. Things happened so quickly I don't think either of us expected it to turn out like this after the first date but it has. We are getting married October 1st. Yes, that is seven weeks from today, I know its very sudden. But when the timing is right you just gotta roll with it.
I have truly never been so happy in my entire life. He has so many amazing qualities that I could talk about him forever. He treats me like an actual person, not just some bimbo girl or something pretty to look at but an actual human being. He cares about my feelings and my insecurities. He makes me feel safe, physically but more importantly emotionally. He makes me laugh louder than anyone ever has before, and he lets me be just as silly.
He is the love of my life.
So that right there is the biggest change that's about to happen, and with that has to come many smaller changes. Like learning to live with a man. Chris said to me last week "we're probably going to fight a lot" and so casually. Its probably true, I'm kind of a neat freak and he likes things a certain way. Most of which are dumb ways. You have to clean you house with more then GIGANTIC black trash bags and Lysol wipes. You can't keep food in your fridge that expired three weeks ago just because it doesn't smell bad yet. And you certainly most definitely don't need to keep every single ketchup packet you get with your fast food just in case you need them one day. Like I said, the way boys rationalize things blow my mind.

I'll tell you what I am excited for though, to be a wifey. I have always been the nurturing type. And now I actually get to take care of someone and know that they love me for it. I grew up in a household where everything was very old-fashioned. Especially when it came to roles of husbands and wives. Men are the bread winners, Women stay at home and clean. Can I just tell you that I LOVE THAT. All the feminists out there are cringing right now, sorry. I can't wait to cook dinner and do the dishes and do the laundry and make a house a home. I can't wait to rub my husbands neck after a long day at work. Let me tell you, Chris has got it made. He'll never have to do anything around the house, mostly because I wont let him because he'll mess something up or do it wrong. I've been waiting for this for 20 years. Its all I've ever wanted.

Its going to be weird to have to answer to someone. To have to tell them where I'm going or if I'm going to be late. To ask them if I can do things with the girls, or to spend "our" money. I'm not really sure how to prepare myself for that.

Anyway there will be more to come about my current life and the changes it may bring. No more blog posts about broken hearts and bad first dates. Hallelujah.