Apparently, September is the new June: the month everyone wants to get married. Which means less flexibility in contracts, less availability of vendors, more guests having to choose between attending our wedding and another. So we’re re-targeting our date from Fall 2011 to Spring 2011.
Collin is all about getting married sooner. He’d probably be totally cool with getting married next month if we could swing it.
I think I’m less likely to get completely sick of weddings if we cut the engagement down by four months.
There’s also the fact that my birthday, May 7, is on a Saturday in 2011. Is it totally lame that I think it would be AWESOME to get married on my birthday? [And for anyone concerned about me getting a combination birthday/anniversary present for the rest of my life, I assure you that Collin will probably only buy me a gift once every ten years or so anyway, and I’ve already accepted that about him.]
My biggest reservation about the switch is based in superstition. I am embarrassed to admit it, but for a reasonable, logical woman I am really quite superstitious. Collin, a scientist, finds this even more pathetic than I do. But I read that May is unlucky for weddings: “Marry in May and you’ll live to rue the day.”
I know it is lame, and the “reasons” for the superstition given on the website I linked to all sound lame to me, but I will still think about that rhyme a lot if we choose a May wedding date.
Well, there’s always April!