When people ask me how the wedding plans are coming along all I can think to say is "Slowly but surely." There are so many things to do, but I can only do so many at a time. So I take it bit by bit, one slow thing at a time.

I go to a bakery after a post office run. I glance at the registry check list while I eat my lunch. I look at apartment listings before running back out again. I take deep breaths and say prayers that the evil Bridezilla spirit will stay the hell away.

"You're doing really well!" Rima says.

"Really?" I ask. "I feel like my head might implode."

(Half-kidding.)

I never really daydreamed about my wedding the way some girls do, but I have to admit I am enjoying the process. Even the uncomfortable, messy and stressful parts.

And last week, our parents met for the first time and it was nothing like a movie. It was just good food, stories and laughter until the early morning.

As much as I love thinking about the stationery, the flowers, the cake, that's what it is to me. Our families. Our love. Our life. Coming together, slowly and surely.