In the few minutes before I head off to bed on a Monday evening, a problem arises.

Blake and I have vastly different tastes in music. This is an issue almost never - really, it's ONLY an issue when he's trapped in the car while I'm driving and Carly Rae Jepsen comes on the radio. Because I will refuse to let him change it.

To be honest, I have never understood how some people get very annoyed at a song they dislike - it's just a song, it'll be over in less than 5 minutes, calm down.

But now I might get an inkling of what that's like, because our differing tastes are coming face-to-face in the construction of our wedding "must-play" list.

I've agreed to let Blake handle the music, and I'm pretty happy for him to do so given that he seems to have much stronger opinions on what good music is or isn't than I do. I contributed a list of my own must-plays, which I have been slowly paring down (currently at 10 songs).

The thing is, right now, Blake's list has lots of songs that are nice to listen to, but most are really hard to actually dance to. There are also a couple of songs that I don't think actually suit a wedding (i.e., inappropriate messages within the songs) and in my opinion this means they can easily be excluded from a "must-play" list. Which now makes ME the picky one.

I'm sure we'll have this all sorted before the wedding itself, of course, it's just that right now I feel an odd sense of role reversal and I'm having a hard time expressing my concerns about the music without feeling like a huuuuuuge hypocrite. Then again, I'm pretty sleepy right now, so who knows.