I'm crazy. No, we're crazy. Let me explain what 2014 will hold for my fiancé and me. First, obviously, our wedding and all the craziness that comes with that. Next, we are building a house—and not just any house. As I mention in our engagement story, we are building Southfork. Yes, that Southfork (more on that later). And last but not least, I'm turning 40, but, that one doesn't really scare me. Rob Lowe is giving me faith for my 50s, so the big 4-0 doesn’t frighten me a single bit.
Which brings me back to the thing that does keep me up at night . . . the wedding. Nuptials are scary enough, but Collin and I are currently making it even worse. We call our current state of wedding-indecision, “Chicken or the Egg.” You see, after toggling back and forth over where to have it, we landed on . . . drum roll please . . . our house. Yes, the house that’s not even built yet. Heck, we don’t even have the land yet (anyone know where we could find a prime two-or-so acres? Kidding! Well, not really). But, somehow, our lack of progress on Southfork hasn’t scared us off the decision to have the wedding at “the house.”
It just feels perfect for the two of us for so many reasons. First, because the house means so much to us as a couple. It is our dream house. For me, due to my sometimes unhealthy obsession with the TV show Dallas. For Collin, because he’s always wanted to design a house from top to bottom. So, to have our family and friends celebrate our love in that space would be nothing short of perfect. Our home, our love. It’s the perfect marriage in every way.
The road that led us to having our big day at our non-existent house was a long one. Collin and I went round and round about where to get married. Actually, we’ve pretty much been talking about it since our fourth date. (I know, don’t judge.) We were just so very sure that this was it. Everything just felt so right between us. I often describe the two of us with one word: ease. There’s just a level of comfort between us that I’ve never had in my entire life. I guess that’s why wedding talk during our fourth date didn’t seem so crazy. What is crazy is the fact that it is now a year away. Oh wait, I just looked at the calendar, it’s less than a year away. I’m reaching for the Pinot Grigio now.
But, I’m not gonna lie to you. There are occasional whispers between Collin and I to give up the idea of having the wedding at the house when we see a cool venue, a gorgeous hotel, or a fabulous outdoor space. And, there are a lot of temptations out there! We are in love with the W Minneapolis—The Foshay and would love to see our guests partying the night away in the gorgeous Prohibition bar. Le Meridien Chambers in Minneapolis holds a special place in my heart. I still maintain, it’s one of the most beautiful rooftop areas in the city. And, who doesn’t love the St. Paul Hotel? The classic charm and unmatched atmosphere.
But, for now, it’s a Southfork wedding, with all the drama that comes with that title. We are now just hoping Sue Ellen Ewing accepts our invite and causes a drunken scene!