Two Weddings for the price of None

No, I have not been trapped in the frozen tundra of Sweden (though I would like to still be there very much - it is lovely, cozy, and those Kanelbulles are just to die for). I have been trapped in the mire that is planning two weddings at once, while living in neither place.

Our Spanish wedding is on, thanks to our passing muster at the Spanish Embassy last week. After finally getting the ten million official papers together, translated, stamped, and stapled, we had to go in for an official interview. We were actually separated (a la "Green Card") and asked questions to make sure we were reeeeally in love, and not just trying to get citizenship in each other's countries. It was kind of fun, but a bit weird, since we both felt like we were under inspection, even though we were totally telling the truth! Really, all the lady had to do is just look at our dopey faces to know we are completely besotted with each other. Well, my dopey face anyway.

The American wedding is underworks as well, and we are currently trying to figure out a way to have a Catholic ceremony, which is difficult for reasons that I won't detail. It seems the Catholics love their paperwork just as much as the Spanish Government.

But the best news is that I have a pretty dress. Super pretty. It actually looks a bit like when you wrap a bedsheet around you when you are little and pretend to get married. I used to do that with my Mickey Mouse doll. Anyway, it has no beads, ruffles, lace, shine, or anything...as simple as simple can be...

Unlike the rest of this whole wedding planning process!