After attending a wedding a few weeks ago and while preparing to be a bridesmaid in another coming up in September, I have noticed myself becoming a bit wedding-minded lately.  This is odd, since I am not remotely close to getting engaged or married, nor do I think I am quite ready for it.  Although since I am female I guess it is a bit more normal, since we have all supposedly been planning our weddings since birth.  Anyway, all this wedding mumbo-jumbo has made me really excited for my own wedding, which makes no sense at all since it is x number of years in the future to my fiance, y, who I have potentially not even met yet.  It’s ridiculous, I know this, but still sort of fun.  And hey, it’s always nice to have something to look forward to!

Also, how fun will it be to get proposed to?  (Sorry fellas, but that area is totally left up to you!)  I suppose it could be equally fun to be the one proposing as well, but it does include the added pressure of waiting for an answer! 

I have never understood people who say they never want to get married.  Granted, this could either mean that they want to play the field forever or would rather just have a committed relationship without the hassle of marriage, but still.  I, on the other hand, have always known that I want to be married.  And not just in an “I’m young and want to get married because that seems to be the thing do when you get older” sort of way, but really wanted to.  I can’t wait to have someone I love so much want to share their life with me.  I can’t wait to be able to kiss someone good moring and good night every day, someone to buy a house with and have lazy Sundays with.  I am aware that marriage is not all flowers and sunshine, but I am so excited for that challenge!   Just not for a few years though, I think.  I can’t imagine being married now, I still feel so new to the world! 

So, I got the idea somewhere to get married in a planetarium and immediately adopted it as my own.  I love, love, love stars, so it seems fitting.  And, how cool!  I’m pretty much a loser and may have found the perfect one: The Adler Planetarium in Chicago.  It is the oldest planetarium still in existence, and it is right on Lake Michigan.  Amazing.  The word “magical” comes to mind.  The likelihood of this actually happening is slim, since I most likely will not be living in Chicago or even anywhere near it, but I can dream!  Wait, solution!  I just have to find a guy who loves stars just as much as I do!  Shouldn’t be too hard….right?