Sorry... I've been in a strange musical theater mood today. Anyway, last night Dre and I had a meeting with the music director at our church to discuss the wedding music program. I was so excited to finally get something solid on paper versus the half-baked ideas floating around in my head. Dre, on the other hand, was a little less engaged in the process, and eventually uttered the man-phrase "Whatever you want, sweetie." which roughly translates to "I really don't care because [insert girly wedding related activity] is of little or no interest to me and my manly lack of detail orientation, so please just pick something that makes you happy so we can leave and get some [insert food/drink]." This same man-phrase was also used when we looked at flowers a few months ago. I'm not offended by it though...Dre tends to be quite agreeable unless he absolutely hates something. So I'd rather get the official green light to pick whatever I want, rather than pick a bunch of stuff and find out later that he hates it all.
Overall, I think the meeting was very productive, and we can both envision our big day a little more clearly. Music is such a huge part of the mass at our church, so hopefully all our guests will get a little taste of the musical flavor we enjoy every Sunday. Guaranteed good times :)