Steep mountain climp

OK...so the wedding plans are getting bigger and more complex.

I'm told this is common and natural. I think what started as a "simple" wedding ceremony and dinner is suddenly growing on scope before my eyes. My fiancee is pretty sly about it too, she'd be talking about something else and then suddenly slip in some new detail about the wedding plans that I didn't know about before as if it was all there to begin with.

So not only am I looking at the fact I may be in an uncomfortable tuxedo for the day we have our dinner in Hong Kong, I'll be sweating in front of 120 strangers trying to eek out a few comprehensible phrases to them as they talk to me in Chinese. I'm going to have to do a tea ceremony for her parents. We're going to have a fancy photographer, etc etc.

And that's just ONE side!

Now here in Hawaii -- we do it all AGAIN! Again I may end up in another tux, work with another photographer, do another dinner. Now suddenly all the relatives we were planning on inviting have already said they are coming...and I haven't even sent out my invitations yet!! OK, it's a big honor for all my relatives to come in from other countries to attend our wedding...but the stress level just jumps up a few notches just thinking about it. I think my original vision was of us standing on a beach with just a handful of friends...now it's going to be HUGE!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!

Well.....It's all just going to be one day worth of memories one day right? I've just conceded myself to just enjoy the process and let it happen the way it will happen. As long as it's not going to be crazy on our budget.

Gym and workouts have been good at taking my mind off of all of this. No, there hasn't been anything crazy at the gym lately. All the regulars I used to see all the time have suddenly dissapeared lately. I don't see Bermuda, The Brow, or SantaClaus at the gym anymore. I don't know if I'm getting any bigger or more defined. I still feel the same to me. My only goal is to prevent myself from getting that gut we all start getting around our 30s.

My fiancee once squeezed my tummy and said "hmmm....potential to get fat one day" WHAT!? That's it I'm writing that down as future blackmail material she'll have to make up to me when I get my smoking six pack stomach while she gains the pounds. "Who got fat baby!!?"

I think friends get a kick out of that. The two of us are probably the skinniest couple you'll ever see. hehe.