It Has Already Begun!
The madness! It has already begun! I thought I would get away with it
until January, considering I am getting married in September of next year.
I am getting the growing nagging feeling that my (soon to be reduced)
ass should be getting in gear for all the organisation that needs to take
place to create the perfect wedding. Or at least perfect in my eyes. Certain
things about my behaviour recently are worrying though.
I have started to make a diary of all the wedding fairs in my area and
of the biggest ones worth attending nationally, which is a good idea.
I missed the wedding fair in the RDS at the beginning of October as I
was in Lisbon. I flew in on the Sunday afternoon and actually considered
hauling myself, my enormous suitcase and my bags full of cheap Portuguese
wine from the airport to the RDS on the bus via Heuston Station, just
in case I missed anything. Can you imagine! By the time I got to Heuston,
I was a gibbering wreck with a partially broken shoulder from carrying
the bottles of wine. So I decided to console myself with a wedding magazine
and a cup of tea to calm the fever and ease the pain.
I also get the feeling that my soon-to-be mother in law thinks I am a
bit touched, but to be fair, she is probably right. I announced to her
a few months ago that the bridesmaid is to wear black. She thought I was
joking. Unfortunately for her, I’m not. Now I am beginning to think
I should pretend I was joking and pick another colour just to avoid the
worrying glances of our families. Even my mother thinks my penchant for
black is something to worry about, and she has put up with me for years!
Plain & simple, my bridesmaid looks great in black! Luckily for me,
our mothers are very relaxed about the whole wedding so far and will go
with what we want…even if it isn’t the usual.
I do believe my reluctance to organise this wedding is fading bit by
bit, although I haven’t had any family arguments yet. While a few
are to be expected, I hope there are no major issues or I will retire
back into my world where the wedding just isn’t happening again!
The progress we have made so far is helping my confidence.
I have even picked the florist. After a good chat with her and what she
is able to do, I decided that she was the most suited to me (considering
I am the one with the bouquet - it is amazing how fast Darren’s
eyes glaze over when I talk about the flowers!). I like her because she
gave me constructive criticism about an idea I had for the flowers in
the church. Also, she has done the flowers for other weddings in the church
we are getting married in and had photos to show me. Another plus is that
she is the florist for the hotel and could give me advice on what is done
here.
As for the dress, I realised that I really only have 9 months to the
wedding and I should be dress hunting now. After approximately 12 months
of panic and about eight magazines I have finally stumbled on the style
of dress I want to wear on the day. According to the last magazine I bought,
I am the classical type of girl, with a modern twist….at least I
know what I am now…where is the dress!? Luckily for me, I have a
bridesmaid and a half to help me…although apparently she is more
of a romantic….
Until the next time…I am off to find a photographer!
Siobhan
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