Dinner on the Beach is Not a Cocktail, After Saturday I Would Know.......

A few days ago I celebrated my 30th bday. A few days ago I might have added an exclamation point to the end of that sentence. I'm not so excited anymore. Drink, drank, drunk. There wasn't a moment of my bday night that I didn't have a shot in front of me. Usually when out for cocktails I like to feel just a hint of tipsy, a light shading of that warm, fuzzy feeling you get after a couple of drinks. I like to be the boss of me, not booze. I know my limits and I like to stay inside my self-imposed invisible, electric fence.


However.


I decided ahead of time that I wanted to completely throw caution to the wind and really let loose. Its my big 30th bday right? My last opportunity to make a complete fool of myself before 'officially' entering into my adulthood. And boy did I stick to my guns. I set out to do it big and I succeeded. It was a great night, a blur of laughing and giggling and toasting myself. I did have a minor meltdown at midnight and insisted that I needed a moment to be alone but it passed (thanks to Megan and Jackie) and then the laughing, giggling and toasting myself resumed. All of this was a part of my plan. The getting home and telling John I felt sick then promptly throwing up on the floor (and not into the trash can) was NOT a part of my plan. Nor was the waking up the next morning feeling like there was a hatchet buried in my skull or the constant nausea that was like a mean, little, green-colored friend pointing and laughing at me all day. Literally, I pictured this. I must have been hallucintating from the extreme dehydration.


After enough Advil to numb an elephant and enough water to drown myself, I emerged victorious. I survived the night and now I'm 30! OK I guess I'm ready to be excited again. It feels pretty good actually. I love fresh starts. I love new beginnings. And since this is our wedding blog I must mention John and thank him yet again for a wonderful night, for baby-sitting me, and for holding back my hair. Love you schmutzy!


In wedding related news, its time to pick our wedding package. We are currently mulling over having dinner in one of the resort's restaurants (cheaper) or having a private dinner on the beach (not cheaper). The beach dinner looks so lovely in all the pictures I've seen and I'm afraid I've already made up my mind. See?

Its just so darn beautiful. I'm trying to stay money-minded and frugal but a small part of me is saying go-ahead Tina, splurge a little, it is your big day afterall. I mean come on, my feet would be touching sand underneath the dinner table. What's more 'beach wedding' than that? We need to decide asap though so our wedding coordinator with the resort can reserve the space for us.  I love this part of the planning process. If I'm this excited now, I can't wait to see how I'm going to be when it comes time to pick out the flowers. I'm sure John is excited for that part too. :)