I am eternally impressed by other bloggers. Bloggers who have time and bloggers who have panache to say the things that I kind of just flop about like a dead fish saying. The lovely Carrie-Ann Dring of Something Definitely Happened started her blog to document the British wedding. So to speak. People get married every hour of every day of every year, and no wedding is the same, of course, but less documented are British weddings (naturally, because there are less of us than of Americans) and I’m sure there are many misconceptions about what happens.
In short, you should check out Mrs. Dring’s blog backlog, where she talks about organising her wedding. Or you should check out her current blog stuff if you like pretty vintage outfits.
And I, for one, should have been doing more to document the organising I should be doing. But I suppose that there isn’t actually that much to say. It’s a learning curve, certainly, but it’s so much fun. I feel like a Sim building an implicit skill; you can’t see what I’m doing happening, you can’t see my brain churning, but it’s all there in the background, inching up that skill bar, piece by piece. I can do it. We’ll see.
It is exciting, though, because…
It is 100 days until I am wed. I can’t tell if that’s a long or a short time. Three and a half months. 14 weeks. They’re all numbers.
And what do I have to do with such short time?
> Bridemaids’ dresses. (Don’t ask. It’s a long story.)
> Cars. An equally long story with technology’s fault at its heart. The waiting game is on again.
> Page boy’s outfit. Which is on its way.
> Cake. Or, at least, sorting the final image of it.
> Bridesmaid presents.
> Wedding rings. Uh, yeah…
> Table arrangement. But with an ironically-timed meeting with our wedding coordinator tomorrow, that will be crossed off the list as soon as all involved are concerned. And food. That comes into that, too.
> Other decorative things. Like seating cards and table names… Centrepiece candelabras. We’re good.
> Order of service.
> Hair. Sorted in two days.
> Wedding fittings. But they’re coming. They’re on the will-be-done list. And I have nothing to do for the time-being.
> Invites. Without these, we will have no guests. And these, of course, have a time crunch.
And did I mention? I have three exams, three pieces of coursework, and a dissertation…
I think that’s it. It’s not really as much as it looks. But it isn’t all ‘doom and gloom’ (if it ever was at all). Our priest is wonderful and joyful and I am as confident about the ceremony, which for me is what is important, as I guess I ever will be.
(Opening photo by the lovely Vivienne Edge Photography)