Back the Buzz

Sometimes the world of sports makes me sad.  Lots of corrupt players, money-hungry owners, stupid decision making, lawsuits, horrible injuries.  But sometimes the world of sports makes me want to buy a ticket.  Like when the Charlotte Bobcats disappear, bringing back the epic CHARLOTTE HORNETS.

Ok, before people get all on my case about caring about this too much (aka my fiance who I love more than anything) just know that this isn't world news.  No one cares about this mascot change except children of the 90's, Charlotte area natives, and rappers.  But since I'm all of those things, I care deeply.  No team in the history of teams has ever been worse than the Bobcats.  That orange and navy blue that within the past couple of years has changed to sky blue (I guess to please the UNC fans) doesn't even match.  They haven't had a single celebrity player, not even bobble-head worthy since the name change, and we all know that in the NBA, this doesn't fly.  If Jay-Z isn't your homie sitting court-side at your games, you're a nobody.  And don't even get me started on that mascot.  RUFUS?  Even if the guy were a REAL bobcat, he wouldn't be cool.

But THIS GUY.

I'm not saying bringing back Hugo in all his glory will turn Charlotte into some power house NBA town.  That will certainly never happen in my lifetime.  But what I'm excited about is having the good ole team back. I'm glad Air Jordan finally did something (anything) with his money. If you won't spend money on players, at least spend it on potential cool throwback merchandise.  Us Carolinians loved the teal and purple, the Charlotte Coliseum, and Muggsy Bogues in pinstripes.  They won a sad 20 games in their first season, but sold out 364 consecutive games.  Will that streak of popularity reign again? Will Charlotte be the same NBA town it once was? Maybe not.  I agree that if they don't win games, no one will give a crap about their team colors or mascot.  And given their recent 4th lottery pick in the NBA draft for 2014, they're still losers.  Either way, welcome back to the Queen City, you guys.  This is where you belong and I hope you never leave us again.  I also hope Starter Jackets come back into style. I'm just going to give the City of Charlotte credit for that one, too. If you were cool in the 90's, you know what's up.

How to Plan a Wedding

When I said yes to marrying Eric, that lead to then planning a wedding. Which I knew. The only thing I didn't know is how many shades of red there actually are in this world. Is there any way to get "garnet" to be a nationally recognized color? Because I don't think it is yet.  Anyways, I can't tell you how many people told me to elope on January 16th (the day after we got engaged).  Actually, people are still telling me that.  On August 16th (the day before we get married) I might wish I had listened to them.  But that idea is selfish. This wedding is obvs about me and Eric, but it's just as much about our families and friends who we would be completely lost without growing up in this world.  It's about my 4 bridesmaids who have stood beside me every difficult and ridiculously fun moment of my life, and not just in a black dress on August 17th.  It's about celebrating marriage because marriage can actually be a really great thing, something I haven't always been convinced of.  It's about having the party of the century because, well, parties are awesome and marrying my best friend is a HUGE reason to party for many hours.  So am I stressed about planning this one day? I'd be lying if I said the price of everything doesn't make my heart want to die a little bit (sorry Dad!) or that selecting a venue didn't keep me awake a night or two.  But planning this day so far has been really fun.  Every time I think something or someone is stupid, I just think about the future moment when everyone is dancing to early 2000's Flo Rida songs and I'm cool.  I also have the perspective that marrying Eric has very little to do with one day of our lives.  Pre-marriage counseling, which will probably be a set of more blog posts to come, has really shown me what marriage is and what it isn't.  Very little of it (actually none of it) has to do with this period of being engaged and planning the big day.  This one big day is a celebration.  Not a burden, not dependent on the rest of our lives, and certainly not a fairy tale.  I'm gonna let Disney handle the fairy tales.  August 17th is the day where Missouri and South Carolina eat, drink, and dance in the same room and me and Eric officially start fun adventures.

On the other hand, guys, I'm not dumb.  There will be things I hate about planning a wedding.  I've already experienced some of them.  And a wedding and marriage is a HUGE deal, I'm not trying to make it sound like it's all whatever.  Like I said, Jesus has been teaching us a lot about marriage.  Stuff that will take me years to experience and process.  But for now, my best advice on planning a wedding is to just plan it.  It's a miracle that a day like this comes together perfectly, but it always does.