So much wedding on the brain lately. I’ve been emerged in wedding planning lately, and it’s very easy to get caught up in the minutia of details, when in reality I’m probably not going to notice these things on the day of the wedding. (Although, I want my guests to enjoy all the personal touches, even if I can’t!)

Anyway, while Brian and I plan for our future together, it’s also very easy to slip into the trance of caring too much about worldly things, but what it all boils down to is our love for each other and the Lord. We must not forget the importance of loving each other and doing the cute little things that display our affection, because in the end- that’s all that matters and will get us through this life together.

I’m a big fan of Ingrid Michaelson’s music (gosh she’s talented) and this song is so cute and kinda reflects my thoughts about not worrying too much and just loving on one another and balancing each other in times of need. This song also reminds me of our relationship for a number of reasons. (It reminds me of a little poem/song you’d write in elementary to your boyfriend.)

.:: Ingrid Michaelson “You and I’ ::.

don’t you worry, there my honey
we might not have any money
but we’ve got our love to pay the bills

maybe I think you’re cute and funny,
maybe I wanna do what bunnies do with you,
if you know what I mean

Oh, let’s get rich and buy our parents homes in the South of France
let’s get rich and give everybody nice sweaters
and teach them how to dance
let’s get rich and build our house on a mountain
making everybody look like ants
from way up there, you and I, you and I, you and I,

well you might be a bit confused
and you might be a little bit bruised
but baby how we spoon like no one else
so I will help you read those books
if you will soothe my worried looks
and we will put the lonesome on the shelf

oh let’s get rich and buy our parents homes in the South of France
let’s get rich and give everybody nice sweaters
and teach them how to dance
let’s get rich and build our house on a mountain
making everybody look like ants
from way up there you and I, you and I, you and I

oh, let’s get rich and buy our parents homes in the south of France
let’s get rich and give everybody nice sweaters
and teach them how to dance
let’s get rich and build our house on a mountain
making everybody look like ants
from way up there you and I, you and I, you and I