So now that we picked out our venue, the date has to change. We wanted early November, but there isn't an ounce of me that is going to willingly standing outside, under a gazebo in November... just outside of Chicago. Just.. no. So we tossed around the idea of maybe July wedding. We aren't too fancy on the idea of doing it in either of our birthday months, Dan's is August and mine is October. EVERYONE is pushing towards September. Which would be absolutely PERFECT... only my parents got married AND finalized their divorce in the month of September (26 years of marriage). Now, Dan understands where I'm coming from but If I were to say September it is, I know he would be fine with that as long as I am. And I think September would be soooo beautiful. But it ticks me a little. It irks me. It makes me feel saddened and almost like.. doomed. Is this normal? Is this weird? am I being... ridiculous?