I've yet to mention it here, but a pretty big life change is coming my way soon.
Friday, my sweetheart and I are getting married.
I've avoided writing about it here for several reasons. First of all, it's a pretty personal thing – we're having a tiny ceremony, with just immediate family members attending. We decided on a short engagement – about seven weeks.
Plus, I felt strongly that this space shouldn't turn into a wedding blog. There are plenty of those around the Internet. In my opinion, this wasn't the place for that kind of content.
However, I wanted to write this entry for a couple of reasons. First of all, I'll soon change my last name to Dickinson. Not only am I estactic about becoming a family with the man I love so much, I'm looking forward to having a last name non-family members can pronounce.
If you have an unusual last name, you understand the difficulty – the internal debate of whether to correct someone who's gotten it wrong a few times and the repeated instructions on how to pronounce it: “The 'H' is silent, yes, just like 'Thomas.'”
Not to mention the phone conversations: “That's T as in Tommy, H as in Henry ...” I'm also looking forward to moving up in the alphabet. So if you see “Meg Dickinson” in the paper or on our website, it's just me. We'll all get used to it eventually. (And a note to my father, who's sure to be reading, I mean that in good humor. I've always felt proud to be a Thilmony.)
Plus, I can't resist the urge to take this moment to reflect.
All kidding aside, I can't properly express how excited and honored I feel to be marrying Rob. I'm hoping my past blog entries have given you the sense of what kind of guy he is: endlessly patient, kind, sensitive and funny to boot. (I like to joke that he's everything I'm not.) He helps me figure things out after I rip out yet another area of my house. I love how he's usually just as excited about it as I am. He is, somehow, my perfect complement and kindred spirit at the same time.
After the wedding, we're taking a few days to rest and recharge, and of course, celebrate. I'm not planning on doing much blogging or tweeting during that time. I have lots of entries planned for after I return, though.
But lest you feel left out, I wanted to make sure you know we've incorporated several things you've seen here into our celebration. I made a similar hair fascinator to this one to accompany my bird-cage veil. My co-worker Erin is making us this delicious Nutella devil's food cake as a gift. Our retro-radio iPod dock will play a combination of old-timey Christmas music and jazzy love songs while we dine with our families after the ceremony. I'm hoping our photographer, The News-Gazette's Robert K. O'Daniell, will take our picture in front of Paxton's towering Christmas tree. And, of course, we'll all pose with the mustache sticks I made last week.
It was important that this process and event be authentically us, and I'm hoping we'll achieve that. And if not – who cares!? We'll be married. That is our ultimate goal.
So, please forgive me for being a bit early in wishing you and your family a blessed Christmas, if you celebrate it. And if you don't, I hope you have a wonderful weekend. I'll be back soon enough.
A few other notes:
A big thank-you to the ladies of The News-Gazette, who had a luncheon shower for me a couple weeks ago. Not only did we have a great time, they provided me with great recipes for this blog at a time I really couldn't focus on cooking.
And I also have to mention that Friday is also the one-year anniversary of Becky Mabry's death. I'm going to think of her, remember her and smile at how overjoyed she'd be at this wedding business. She asked me post-Christmas several years in a row if I'd gotten an engagement ring. I know she's looking down on Rob and me with love.
Photo: this one is old - think Sweet Corn Festival 2008 - but I love it.