to the Cliché Wedding of the Year
On the eleventh day of November
in the eleventh year of the millennium
at the eleventh hour of the morning
Here’s hoping it lasts longer than Kim K’s
Amanda Finnell is trusting lady luck that she’ll have the luckiest, most perfect wedding!
Good looks? Check. Born with ‘em.
Cliché date and time? BIG Check.
Man? ….well….he’s out there somewhere…right?….maybe???
Would you really be surprised if I told you that I’ve been planning my wedding day since I was five? It’s true. Just like every other girl on the planet I know exactly what colors my bridesmaids will be wearing and every flower down to the ribbon tying the bouquets. Although my sisters may be fighting over who is going to be my maid of honor (really there’s no competition, it won’t be either of them). Being that I’m at the best church in the country, and now that today is the perfect day, the only thing I need is a man waiting for me at the altar.
Normally, I would say I don’t need a man to complete me, but no matter how hard I try, this one I can’t do by myself. If you’re reading this, Mr. Right, I would really appreciate it if we could hurry things along so as to not miss our opportunity on this perfect day. Don’t worry, everybody else is doing it. Just think of all the other weddings that are going on today. We would be among all those lucky ones in Vegas who couldn’t resist!
I’m not too bad I promise! Although I have a few bad habits like actually enjoying spending time in Club Leahy at 3:00 am because it’s a party and chewing gum in lab, I promise we can work through that! I only have but two requests. Number one, please be there to make me coffee in the morning. Starbucks is too far of walk when it’s cold outside and there is no way I’m climbing up all of those stairs. And number two, please don’t be terrified when you wake up and I don’t have make-up on. God took seven days to make the world perfect, seven minutes in the morning to put some mascara on before you look at me isn’t too much to ask, right? In exchange, I will make you sandwiches and do your laundry, I promise! Our life together will be full of rainbows and butterflies! What else could there be when our lives start on a day like this?
So, Mr. Perfect if you’re out there and you’re reading this, it’s officially 11/11/11 and I will be waiting at the altar of the Shrine at 11am. Please don’t pull a Julia Roberts and leave me hanging. It’s the perfect time on the perfect day with your perfect bride. I’m not asking for much…just the rest of your life. Really what else could there be?
PS – Could you please get there at least five minutes early? You’re kinda making me nervous.