It is getting to the point where relaxing is stressing us out!!! All we can think about is our checklist…

That said, we finished our invitations this past weekend, ordered all the food, and picked out our wedding bands. And we still got to enjoy a lovely time with Steph’s fam for Father’s Day. Steph’s cousin is getting married next weekend; the B2B said she was stressed out, but seemed pretty blasé. It didn’t seem like the fever pitch was too high. I hope we can remain our cool in a similar fashion.

On the docket for this week… well, pretty much just moving. UGH. We hatesssss it. I have to much “stuff” for Steph’s more refined tastes, and am trying to liquidate as much of it as possible in the next couple of days whilst I pack, as to not to have to schelp it to to cottage and have it gather cobwebs in the basement. The big task in the here-and-now is meeting with our talented organist Ginny to pick out the music for the ceremony. We need a lot of help in this arena. Perhaps you as well, dear reader, could read our haphazard scribblings in the matter and give us any and all suggestions you have? Danke schön!

In lieu of being able to suggest specific pieces, we came up with the “feel” of each piece we are looking for.

Prelude: Maybe we should do a more standard piece here. Perhaps Bach? Something soothing and familiar but not overly emotional.
During the seating of the mothers and the procession of the bridesmaids: Slow and plaintive but not funereal. Ornate. Evoking yearning.
Bridal procession: Darkly beautiful. Perhaps swelling towards a moment of excitement, happiness and ending somewhat abruptly? Not to blow our cover as secret Goths, but we hear almost hear something by Danny Elfman here; almost sure that is inappropriate, but I’ll throw this out there.
Recessional: Bursting forth. A relief of tension. No trumpets though
Postlude: Quiet yet assured triumph. Again, probably safe to stick with the more tried and true on this one.
Communion hymns: 213-Come away to the skies, 657-Love divine, all loves excelling, 482-Lord of all hopefulness, Lord of all joy

There is music in the beauty, and the silent note that cupid strikes, far sweeter than the sound of an instrument; for there is music wherever there is harmony, order, or proportion; and thus far we maintain the music of the spheres.

Thomas Browne, Sr.