Photos: Taylor Love Studios
Boise greeted us with a cloud of fog this morning.
It was a little eerie, but definitely made it feel like the end of October.
It was the kind of weather that made me want to curl up on the couch with a cup of cocoa—
not trudge my way through traffic to the office.
But oh well. It must be done.
That's kind of how I've been feeling a lot lately.
It must be done.
I wouldn't say I'm stressed, but maybe a little overwhelmed with wedding plans.
I'm embarrassed to tell you that.
I want to seem so on-top-of-it. So carefree. So "this is easy."
Actually, it is easy. I just wish I were a little more carefree.
Or maybe that's just it, maybe I'm too carefree.
Because to me—it's not about the frilly decor or what we're wearing or how we have our hair.
It's about us.
Either way, I have to say, the help I've received so far has saved me.
The cake (thank you, Meghann), the flowers (Ashley, you're precious), the time.
I'm so thankful.
See, I am not an event person. I don't like planning them... at all.
It's not my thing.
So planning my own wedding is just torture.
BUT—I'm doing it. And honestly? It's rather fun.
Checking things off day after day.
Counting down the days until we say "I do."
It's all really exciting.
But most of all, more than the dress, the cake, the centerpieces, the honeymoon—
I'm just excited to finally be Mr. and Mrs. Rowe.
No more "fog."
Just to be us.