So I did it!  I had my first wedding breakdown.  Women have told me all the time that the break down will come.  I thought. . .oh no I am in control.  This is just a wedding-why would I get so stressed.  The stress is a bit overwhelming.  The details are killing me- emails, addresses, color palates, dresses, shoes, favors, and even more crap I don't give a rat's ass about.  So after this breakdown I pleaded Noah to elope with me.  He told me NO!  Damn weddings. . .they are a royal pain in the ass to plan.  Oh well.