I had lunch with my friend Carl and found out that despite fact that he and his girlfriend Kathy have been together for seven years, and are planning on staying together for the rest of their lives, they have NO plans for a wedding!! I, on the other hand, who am no closer to being married than Gary Coleman is to being governor of California, have my fantasy wedding all planned out (except for one vital detail)!

For some unknown reason, deep down inside the recesses of my feminist/hippy/raised by a single mother/knee-jerk liberal heart, I want a big poofy Catholic wedding! And I don't really know why?!
To add further to the irony, wedding day daydreams stand alone in the time/space continuum of my fantasy life. For not only is there no relationship to make the planning of nuptials remotely relevant, but there is also the fact that marriage has never been and (isn't really EVEN NOW) a goal of mine. But, a "Catholic Wedding,"...that's a whole other deal. That's a Sacrament and a spiritual experience, an event (...except for that part about affirming that "Jesus Christ is our Lord and Savior.")
I guess we're all entitled to weird fantasies.

Just for today, I can plan my (husbandless) wedding.