I have never had the desire to get married in Salt Lake. I always felt like it would be "too cliche." It seems like most girls want to get married there, and non-conformist Stephanie didn't want to just be one with the crowd.
But in the current event of me not having a life to occupy my thoughts, I think about my future more than is healthy and I pretty much have planned most of my wedding. (Yes, I am ashamed to admit to this fact. Yes, you may call me a hypocrite. But I think that it will be time well spent when I can plan a wedding in no time with a record low amount of stress. Haha. Yes, I realize that everything I'm saying is utterly ridiculous.)
Anyways...one of the details that I definitely cannot pin down until I have some more concrete details established (you know, like who the groom is gonna be for sure because I still haven't gotten a response to my proposal from William Moseley) is the where. I have no strong attachment to Atlanta. The only people that would really benefit would be my parents and a very very select few friends. Unless I marry someone from here...but that won't be the case if I have anything to do with choosing who I marry. Oh man my ADD is showing tonight. I always said, "It'll just depend where he is from and what would be most convenient for his family." But Salt Lake was never an option. I was even just playing around with the idea of another temple in the Salt Lake/Utah Valley area...Mount Timpanogos? Draper?
And then...what is wrong with Salt Lake?
Eh. Whatever. I've still got a while to smash out all of these wedding details. I'm sure that when I get home in 18 months my wedding will have changed dramatically from what it is right now. Plus there are probably some more vital things to worry about first since William isn't seeming like a very viable prospect at the moment.
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