The Wedding

Well today I watched the Charah wedding. It was rather sweet and gushy although infuriating... Due to those pesky last two minutes... UGH! I won't go into it because I don't want to spoil it for anyone... aka Phoebe... sorry... But ever so very, very, very silly. Made me question the writers. Although I'll never jump ship I am a true Chuck fan I stuck with it through the season 3 Charah angst (it broke my heart) and I can sail through this storm too. Let's just hope it ends well considering this is the last season ;(.... Lots of Charah!

Anyway before today was yesterday and yesterday night I was lying in my bed because I couldn't get to sleep. Then I wondered about the Charah wedding until finally I started wondering about my very own wedding. If you're a long time blog follower then you'd be aware that I started planning my funeral. Since the only two things we can be assured of in life; death and taxes I figured I'd start preparing for one of them. But the problem with planning your own funeral is that it can be rather depressing. Ergo I canned that idea and decided to go for planning my wedding instead. I know that it won't necessarily happen and I may end up as a spinster but we can all hope can't we? And in the meantime before I meet Mr Right then I'll continue planning my big day thank you very much.

So what did I plan last night as I lay in bed? It was more what I imagined. Ever since I saw 27 Dresses I love the moment in a wedding when the bride is walking down the aisle and the groom sees her for the first time in that beautiful wedding dress. His eyes fill with pure joy. It's incredibly cute. So naturally I imagined walking down the aisle and seeing his face. Of course his face was blurred but I could tell that he was happy. Then from that point everything became a little bit clearer. I imagined myself wearing a dress like this. A beautifully, poofy fairy dress (although not too poofy). This one is a Kenneth Pool design. It's just so pretty! I love the line, the details and the strapless neckline. Absolutely stunning. Your wedding dress is meant to be the queen of all dresses. It's for everyone that's important to you in your life. Yes, I know that your spouse is the one who's watching you walk down the aisle but who's in the audience or standing up there with you? Your family, friends and all of the people who mean the most to you. A wise person once asked me the question 'would you invite them to your wedding?' to deduce how much someone mattered to me.

I want to have the people who have seen me at my worst see me on my wedding day, at my very best. That's why I've decided that I want my wedding to be a small one. Only the closest of family and friends. I don't want to have great aunt Gerty or Amanda that girl who I sometimes talk to at the coffee machine at work. These people are getting a front seat view into one of the most intimate moments of my life. I only want to share that with the people who care, deeply.

That's why I want to get married in a little church. I know that previously I was musing over getting married outdoors by candlelight. But then that posed a major fire hazard plus I don't want my guests to be up into 5 am in the morning! I mean there's the wedding, reception etc etc. They need to have some sleep, what if they have to work the next day? So instead I have this image in my head. A small church in the middle of nowhere on luscious green rolling hills. A little bit like the one to the left. Although I suspect that's a corn field in which case it's dangerously close to thriller movie territory... I'd prefer to have a stone church or just a really, really old one. It would be peacefully quiet. No distractions, just us.

Inside, the church will be decorated with white roses to brighten the dark interior. And candles lots of candles. If it works of course. The colours will be green and white which work well together and the bridemaids will wear green, the groomsmen green ties. Why green? I've always seen my eyes as greeny and the whole wedding is meant to incentuate my features ergo... they're wearing green. A dark green colour of course so they don't blend in with the grass. Their gowns will be beautifully draped... although not too beautifully since that would result in them looking better than me which I most certainly couldn't have.


I want the reception to be beautifully candlelit. Dancing by candlelight outside. Of course that will mean that I shall have to be married in summer... Not too close to my birthday or Christmas though otherwise there's the awkward too many presents thing.

I think I thought through quite a bit didn't I? But it was such fun and left me in a cherry  mood so I just went straight off to sleep. It's wonderful to dream about these things. Although I guess I'll undoubtedly be forced to marry a millionaire/billionaire (with todays inflation!) to get my dream wedding. It would be magical. But how important is a wedding? I'm missing one key component. At the end of the day as gushy as it sounds all that matters is him. If I'm in love I'll.... give up on the dream wedding.... (stunned silence)

But until then it's always fun to plan!

3 Good Things
*High Fiving/Fist bumping my Chemistry demonstrator... the fist bump was because he screwed up the high five... Silly one...
*Being told that my dress was awesome by a stranger... It was so nice! Totally made my day. Note to self compliment more people! btw followers you can do that too by commenting on this blog!
*Finding a four colour pen in my pocket and talking Chuck with Megan... she shares my frustration!