This year there are 29, instead of 28, days during the month of February.  Since this only happens every four years, and since I and can't seem to do ANYTHING without a "twist," this weekend, my fiancé and I decided to get married on Friday, February 29, 2008. 

So far, with only a few weeks to go, we have absolutely no plans, details, or location... just a date and a couple of smiles.  This will be a VERY small evening affair, with a just a few family members attending.

We had narrowed our "date" down to several choices, between February and May.  And, for all kinds of reasons,  the February date is, for sure, the LEAST practical. But, my 9 year-old son won us over saying stuff like, "The sooner the better!" and "It HAS to be in February... it's The Month of LOOOOOOOOOVE." So, once again, I take my son's advice and the mad rush begins... 

Good Luck with all the planning T!!!

Sounds like a great choice of dates

that sounds like a lot of fun!!! 

YOu son is very wise!  I think that is a perfect date!  Enjoy your day!!

LOL!  I knew what you meant to do!  Happy NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!

OK Trinkette...What do you need?  I planned a wedding with no wedding...so I have some ideas if you want to bounce yours off of me.  That is so cute what your 9 year old said...CUTE!  I think that means you get really BIG Anniversary presents when you finally have one.   

Congrats Trinkette and of course we want blow by blow details of all preparations 

CONGRATULATIONS!

I'm so excited for you and I think the date is perfect for you! It does have a twist lol!

I planned my wedding in slightly less than 3 months, so although it's a tight timescale, it can be done.  It was all quite sudden, because we made the decision and wanted to go for it straight away. Resulted in endless quiet and entertaining speculation as to whether the bride was pregnant!

I'm delighted for you both and I wish I lived closer, because I do make a mean wedding cake, even though I say it myself!  Can't wait to hear all the details, please please keep us posted! (in say, the 10 spare minutes you will have every couple of days between now and the Big Day...)

Jen

Oh, now that I think about it, why not just bake the cake at home and BRING it with you?  Sounds reasonable to me.  Your husband may tag along if you like. 

My coworker found out that the Publix will literally make any cake you see.  So she took in a Martha Stewart cake and sure enough...they made it just like the picture for a fraction of what the hootie tootie places wanted to charge. 

Here is the funny part...as a wedding gift one of her future family members wanted to make the grooms cake.  She said it was so hideous and the lady decorated the table in cheap lace and doilies!  I want to say it was camouflage and had plastic deer on it and everything. 

What a great idea Trinkette!
I'm so excited you shared this with us!
Do I need to think about a Tux rental?
Everyone knows you just have to have your jeweler at the affair......

We'll all be there in spirit with you!

I'm a total fan of having only very close family and friends around anyway....
Your son sound like such a great kid.

No need to be sorry Trinkette because you are rightly proud of your son and you should also be proud of yourself for helping to make him the superb young man he`s turning into. Your fiancee obviously loves him too.
To help a child recover from losing a parent is a hell of a tough job, I know because I`ve done it and still doing it. My youngest was just 16 when his Dad was diagnosed as being terminally ill and he saw and helped with a lot of things which no child ( and he WAS a child ) should have done. He was neither a man nor a boy when he lost his Dad and even though I`ve tried my best, I`m a poor replacement for that special " guy " thing which Fathers and sons should have.
Your David sounds to be a special man who`se found a special partner in life and also a special child too. My heart sings that you`ve all found each other and are so happy and a beautiful wedding will be the icing on the wonderful cake we call life. Live it, love it and make the most of it.
Lynne

Awestruck, such a heartbreaking story. I do remember this, and I understand your loss.  I think, in many ways, losing a parent as a teenager is perhaps more traumatic than losing a parent as a young child.  So many issues of growth, separation, dependence, independence, regret.  You know, everything is so much more complicated.  Unfortunately, YOU ended up coping with a teenager alone, just when you need a partner to help parent the most. I KNOW this has not been easy for you.

In my son's case, it was bittersweet because my husband's brain tumor had made him very aggressive and mean-spirited, and we didn't know that he had a tumor until just weeks before he died.  After he died, my son's immediate memories were mostly of his father "yelling at everybody." And, not to go into it too much, but his father did, intentionally, leave us in a huge financial jam, while he took care of his older three children from his first marriage. We'll never know why... he'd aways said our son was his pride and joy. In the end, I chalked it up to a combination of guilt for the demise of his first marriage (and the "damage" my late husband felt he caused to his children) coupled with the brain tumor.  Frankly, it is terrible to say, but there was a little monkey business with one of the other children that went on during the final days. So, then after his Daddy was gone, my son watched me face the financial hurdle that nearly had us in foreclosure, AND I was running a farm with 50 horses and no money all alone. It was awful. I wanted my son to have happy memories of his father, but, I'm afraid that it was what it was.

When I first met David, it was like coming home.  Like I'd known him forever.  He was like a big brother at a time when I really needed a buddy. I laughed and smiled.  I totally trusted him. Very simple.  I realized that I hadn't felt that way in a decade or more. I remember feeling like I'd been trapped underwater for years.  When I moved down here, it was like I finally broke through to the surface.  Then David reached out and pulled me and my son into the lifeboat.