Steve and I are getting married on 19th August and I'm going to be oh-so-bridezilla-ish and start writing again to record all of this.
Thus far, since his fab proposal...oh, which must be noted...wait...a few moments back in time, please:
It was his birthday. We went out with his family for dinner and the Tottenham Spurs game. Thankfully, they won and upon returning back to ColliWood, I got the gift: a proposal. (Here I thought he was going to get a pack of crisps...who woulda thunk it? winks). Ah, it was all a girl could've asked for: sweet words, a beautiful ring and the most fabulous of husbands-to-be. Wow. How lucky I am.
Ok, back to now...
Since then, we've:
- bought the dress (no, he's not seen it), from the most wonderful (!) bridal dress supplier
- picked out the cupcakes (thanks to Char's ideas--yes, she's 'Cha' to everyone else but me
- found a photographer (thanks to sixpencewedding and a fabulous ex-pat)
- bought wedding rings from the sweetest jeweler on the planet
- and most importantly, found the perfect venue and a registrar to actually marry us!
So now that I'm nearing upon the time where I marry the most wonderful man in the world, I find I get a bit sappy. Kerry-Ann agrees with me on this. They're getting married next week, in fact. When we were out two weeks ago, she mentioned, 'I don't know...I keep getting tear-y on all sorts of things. Greg mentions something sweet or my mom talks about the wedding plans and all of a sudden I start tearing up.'
Yup. I get it. I'm doing the same.
I've learned that when it's the right person, we do get a bit sappy. It took me watching a few crappy episodes of 'Hitched or ditched' to get this.
In this reality show, couples are faced with the wedding of a lifetime, though they have to confront the realities of their relationships first -- whether it's that family/friends don't support them, or there are interracial issues, or...well, whatever may be in the way of it being perfect.
I found myself tearing up over their situations, but moreso, that we don't have any of those situations with which to deal. I'm such a lucky girl.
My family supports us. His family supports us. Our friends have never seen us happier.
I'm truly the luckiest girl in the world.
Next up?I can only pray that, like the family in 'Hitched or ditched', I get surprised and my family is all there to see this all. I've spent so many tears over it (which my amazing husband-to-be has wiped away). I know that it's my decision to marry far away. I realise that not everyone can be here. I do understand that it's a lot of time and money. I wish I could make it easier on everyone. Sigh. I guess that's what happens when you marry in a different country.
There are so many people in the world that one cares about when something so life-changing occurs. I guess I wish that all of the ones I care about would be here...even if it's far away. Awww...
If any of you Yank folks are going to be here for this (c'mon -- I need a few peeps who tawk like me he-ah!), do know you're welcome to join the wedding festivities. Um...I just need a heads up. (winks)