And we are just about ready to cross another big item off the list: invitations! After designing probably 15 different invitations, and not being able to agree on anything, from font to wording to text placement... I found some invitations online that I liked, ordered a sample, and we fell in love. Dino said "Let's just get these!" when I showed him the sample, and my mom, in typical wonderful mom fashion, gushed over them and said we HAD to get them. She went so far to say that the look of them was not too fussy, a bit modern, and very much just like us, which I like! So I ordered them last night, and am going to go over the proofs with Dino tonight, and hopefully we'll have some beautiful invitations in our hot little hands in less than 2 weeks! Man!
I've also been DIY-ing some, but I'll save all of that for separate posts. Lets just say my hands are tired of all the sanding, and I'm getting excited to break out the spray paint!
Finally, my grandma is doing somewhat better now. She is physically just about fine, able to walk, sit up, feed herself, and all that. But her memory is still mostly gone. She seems to remember her husband, and asks for him, but doesn't really remember my dad, her son, or any of us. We went to see her on Mother's Day, and my dad "introduced" me to her, and she didn't say the right name (a similar sounding name that is more common instead). Granted, she's been hard of hearing for awhile, but the fact that my name didn't come to her mind first makes me sad and worry that her memories of me are gone. She should be transferred to a rehab center where they will work with her more closely to regain her memories. It was super weird to hear her voice say nonsensical things, like she told my brother that he wasn't hiding the things, which my dad somehow translated to mean he hadn't shaved (my brother keeps a pretty rugged beard these days!). She told me to turn on the green machine, which I can't really translate, except that I used to drive a green Jeep, and I was into environmental studies in college... While we were there for like, 20 minutes, she said "wake me when it's Thursday" probably 10 times, then either slept, or faked sleeping. It was so weird to hear her saying some things she totally would have said, in a voice she totally would have used, but not to be herself inside. I think the fact that there were 5 of us visiting at once scared her a little, and she seemed really nervous and kept talking about how cold it was and hiding. Basically, it was weird, and she wasn't my grandma that I know, but I believe she is making some progress, which is hopeful.
So things are pretty much okay right now. Lots of great things, some good things. I can't believe that in less than 100 days my love and I will be married and this whole wedding planning journey will be over!
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