Up and Running

Bridesmaid crisis abounded this Christmas- one of my B/M’s told me she was thinking of touring India and the Far East next year before going back to college and did I mind if she “resigned”. Then one of my B/M’s came home from Spain to try on her dress and it was about half a foot too short. So, one eye on my rapidly cooling mulled wine, both ears on my faltering B/M and a hand on the phone trying to find a dressmaker who can sew a wrap onto the end of the skirt to make it longer (don’t ask!), was how I spent a lot of my Christmas.

Its at times like this when you feel like doing a Britney (only hopefully it would last longer!) and running off to Vegas. Or maybe Rome would be nice……now what would we do with the 20 cases of Champagne?

January has been honeymoon month-and it has taken us the whole month to book it. Normally I love looking through brochures but after a while I started to know the maps and descriptions by heart and the travel agents got to know my voice before I’d even said anything! We had a ceremonial brochure disposal last week when we finally decided.

Usually I wouldn’t be that bothered as long as it looked half way decent and had a pool but your honeymoon is different- you feel like it should be the best holiday ever. That said, I’ve never heard anyone mention their honeymoon when asked what their best holiday was…but ours had better be- we’ve put the work in, after all.
We’re touring Italy and didn’t want to spend the earth. I’ve never been to Italy and was trying to make sure we see everywhere-totally impossible. It would’ve been a case of “Relax- no way. C’mon its 6am- quick- get up we’ve to drive 500 miles to our next destination”.

So I compromised in seeing Sicily, Capri and Rome. Problem was, every time we’d decided on an hotel or apartment we liked it wasn’t available- who were these people who had managed to book already? I ran to the travel agent the day the flippin’ brochures came out. Then there was the travel company who heard the word honeymoon and quoted us exactly twice what we’d been quoted by everyone else.

Was also going mad looking for horseshoe confetti- for anyone who replied in OF -thank you. Can you believe nobody makes metallic horseshoe shaped confetti anymore- I should know because I even started ringing confetti manufacturers. Eventually found an amazing website thanks to a very helpful WOLer which actually makes your (paper) confetti for you- fantastic. Had to broach the subject with the priest too- but he said it was fine- especially as its biodegradable.

Things are really starting to come together now and 6 months seems both terribly long and very short. From the very modest list of “things to do” I had at the start, it has grown to vast lengths. There are so many little things to think of and although I know you can only plan for certain things- and the fact that I’ve a wedding planner doesn’t take away from the fact that I do spend an inordinate amount of time thinking about the wedding and ribbon colours, candles, flowers and what the weather will be like.

Shaw is, as I suspected, sick of talking about the wedding and had imposed “wedding talk” curfews, however most of my friends still smile politely (while pulling out their fingernails), which is a relief!