Trying to lower the guest list from 500 to 499...

Our revised, revised, revised guest list.

Reason #857 that I love my fiance, (and reason # 1,063 that I LOVE saying that), here we are revising upon revising our guest list, trying to get it down from like 1,000 people (I will truly invite anyone I ever spoke to), to a more reasonable number of people who actually know us. Glenn and I have gone through this list, calling each other when a name pops into our head and crossing people off when the time feels right. So tonight, it was the ultimate test, get the guest list down to a number where an actual venue can fit us in.  This guest list is tricky because I am not sure what family from NYC will actually come, and, my mother who is an angel, loves to call me to add people, like our tailor....I do love our tailor, she has been hemming my dresses since freshman year of high school, but do I think Jeanne should come to the wedding, I am not quite sure (let's be honest, she will probably be added).....  Any who, back to why this night is cracking me up. Glenn has taken our GIGANTIC list and  organized a pivot table, percentage calculation for every single person on our list, 90% for the people who think we think will come, 60% likelihood for the maybes, 35% likelihood for the probably nots and 10% likelihood that the nos will actually show up.  I mean, really, we are out of our minds and I love it!

Ok, back to the real reason you are reading this blog, because I am a hot mess. So, Wednesday night Glenn and I are signing paperwork on our new house until about midnight (yes, we are doing every adult thing possible to make sure the next couple of months are an absolute blur, we unfortunately are not doing the only adult thing I really want to do ... get a PUPPY). We go to bed and around 3am I hear someone banging on our door, yelling and screaming and cursing!! I shake Glenn to inform him someone does not seem happy with our front door and he should probably check it out.  He tells me to call 911 while he goes to investigate ( I love living with a boy, because my response to this was, "What should I tell them?", he just stared at me and went downstairs). So I called 911 and they asked me my location (I am hiding in the bathroom...duh), and what was my emergency? I informed the woman of the situation and told her my boyfriend was downstairs investigating and we needed the cops ASAP.

Please tell me why when I hung up the phone I felt the URGE to call her back and let her know that Glenn was not my boyfriend, he was my fiance, we just got engaged! As Aubrey would have told me, I wanted to level-jump her! I was half tempted to call her back, but I remembered the signs I see all over 65, "Is this a real emergency?" and decided against the call and went downstairs to make sure everything was ok. The cops came to our house and they did not care we were engaged either....oh well, we did not find who was angry at our door, but I feel like we made some new friends!

I also had the first person I did not know nor provoke compliment my ring, it was such an amazing feeling and Glenn was right there to bask in the moment, that was fun!

We visited some venues today to get a feel for what we are looking for, while we were walking the grounds, the event coordinator was describing the intricacies of the ceremony and the gardens and the magic of the day, so we asked about where we could fit in the horse and carriage...I don't think we are going to be invited to many classy establishments again.  I do think Glenn needs to ride in on a white horse, we are trying to fit this into our budget....I am not sure where can cut the guest list anymore.

Today the road to say "I DO" has been so much fun! It has been a time to really reflect on all of those who have been on this journey with us. It has also been stressful when I learned the binder I bought for all of my wedding stuff does not have pockets??!!!??! I mean really Target?!?!!?! Out of control....

I am sure something super random will happen within the next week....the next day...the next 2-3 minutes.....and I will keep you updated on the adventure!

Day 7 of surviving our engagement is complete.