Okay, cheating a bit with 2 blog posts for the weekend. Ty and I were at Pre-Cana, a class required if you want to get married in the Catholic church. While the two of us aren’t very religious, it was important to my parents that we follow through with it. And honestly, the class was not even that bad.
Over the years I’ve become more of a lapsed Catholic as a result of my laziness and perceptions of wanting to sleep in rather than attend church. I can’t be the only one. I went into this class super cynical, flipping through the class booklet immediately after we got in and giggling at chapters covering birth control and cohabitation. However, what surprised me is that while the book seemed to be preaching these things, our facilitators weren’t. It was more or less about WHY the Catholic church teaches this stuff rather than “hey I’m going to judge you for this.”
It also gave us some time to discuss things such as finances and how we plan to make marriage feel special, stuff I wouldn’t even think to talk about right now without distractions. Oh, and we also got free wine for our last session of the day. Not bad.
Alright, that’s enough talk about church for this blog. Back to freaking out about getting my damn invites out…