To Renew or Not to Renew

A while ago Brian and I discussed renewing our vows when we had been together 13 years. That was last year. Needless to say we dropped the ball on that one.
This year he said would be better since we've been married for 10 years in October. At the beginning of the year I was all gung-ho about planning a renewal ceremony and then a couple months ago when Brian's mom passed away I didn't consider it important any longer.
But he brought it up a few days ago and he feels its really important for us and would be a great celebration of our relationship.

So I've started to plan again. I love that pintrest has a ton of resources for stuff like this, and I have found a shit-ton of inspiration there.

Here's a link to my board: http://pinterest.com/domrockstar/renew/

I really had no idea where to start so I went to the same site that helped me 10 years ago when I was planning my wedding. TheKnot. http://wedding.theknot.com/wedding-planning/wedding-ceremony/articles/how-to-renew-your-wedding-vows.aspx

What type of Renewal ideas do you have or have witnessed?

In case the universe is listening...

FOR once I would like to get a paycheck, look at it and not feel a huge wave of depression wash over me as I try to calculate just how much I'm going to be short on paying all my bills. I would love to feel "WOW, this will take care of EVERYTHING!" While jumping for joy and shooting fireworks out of my breasts like Katy Perry. Yeah, me and the other 99% of Americans.
But I'm not into the protesting like "some" of the "others" (please note my completely acceptable use of parentheses), I'm into working my 8 hours and posting ads on craigslist to try and drum up some freelance work. I'm into trying to find legal ways to make extra money cause I don't get paid to occupy anything other than my cubicle. But I'm not alone; Generation X is a vast sea of being "awarded for victories, not participation..."

Nightmares of Trailer Parks

Last night after a long and harrowing journey in the harsh reality of "who's car is going to get repo'd first" I had a long and harrowing nightmare about being forced to live in a trailer. It looked similar to this.

I had bought it from an elderly lady who had owned a lot of cats. The trailer was full of her elderly lady stuff
(i.e. afghans, Hummel figurines) and smelled of mildew and cat piss. The two worse smells ever in my opinion. I had lost my car and was forced to walk everywhere with a gigantic backpack holding my most valuable items (i.e. my ps3, my favorite dvds).
Now for the therapists in the crowd, while stroking your beard (cause I picture you all looking like Freud from Bill & Ted) you're probably thinking "She has deep seeded fears about being poor."
Well DUH! Who doesn't?
It might stem from the fact that I lived in a trailer once. When I was 13 and it wasn't as bad as the one pictured above but still isn't where I'd like to ever end up again.
Or maybe it stems from the 7 month period when I was 18 and was practically homeless sleeping on my friend Ryan's couch and my ex-boyfriend's futon, and even one night in a sleeping bag under an overpass.
Yeah, so this is my American nightmare.