Bring sunscreen. And if you choose not to, don’t wear a one-shoulder dress that will make your sunburn look like somebody painted it onto you with a ruler.
The symmetrical sunburn was worth it, however, to road trip up to the Jersey Shore for my cousin Elyse‘s wedding.
The perfect beach wedding was a not-so-warm reminder that I have less than three months until my own wedding. I soothed the panic by making an old-fashioned to-do list on which I tried to prioritize the most important tasks against the leave-to-the-last-minute tasks, but then the list ended up being a complicated mess of bold typeface and all caps and I needed to take a nap.
At this point I decided it was best to enjoy the hard work Elyse and her now-husband Joe put into their wedding, and to continue to ignore my own for a few more days.
The wedding was also a good reminder that, as much as all planners obsess over the details, weddings are about family. And I’m lucky to have one that, for at least a little while longer, I can drive up the coast to be with.
If you were worried that Jonathan was bored with all the wedding activities in his life, don’t be. He found one of my new baby cousins dressed in a camo onesie, so he was fine.
Now that the trip is over, it’s back to slowly unpacking my boxes of books in Tennessee (we’re out of storage space, so I’m considering stashing my Shakespeare collection in the top kitchen cabinet with my rolling pin), and trying to sort out my wedding to-do list without using too many exclamation points. Please send Twizzlers.