Well it's about 14 weeks tomorrow that I say those very famous words, no, not f^*kwit, or f' off, but 'I do'.

Exciting stuff.  I appear to be bouncing around everywhere and have this stupid inane grin on my face, and all sorts of wedding paraphenalia keeps popping through the post everyday.

Nerves?  Sure, but no doubts, just so excited that after putting vague plans into place almost a year ago now, things seemed to have picked up speed and gone into more detail.  If anyone else is organising their own wedding, then the key piece of advice I would offer is to be organised.  This prevents those awful problems occuring.  Can't quite say that it stops your mother getting on your perverbial, but that, only ductape can solve

These wedding things, very expensive they are, let me tell ya that much.  Ours is a very small and subdued affair but those pounds (forget pennies!!) are clocking up.  I'm sure it will be a beautiful and wonderful day but most of all, it will be our day made the way we both want.  Believe it or not but I think involving the groom more than instructing him to turn up with a suit at a given place and time saying the words 'I do' at the right moment is a good idea.  Honestly?  Yep, some may not be very helpful, give a blank look or give that 'sigh' but hey- girls- at least you can say that you tried

 

Well, my only problem is the dress.  In short, my mother has sown so many doubts and forced ideas into my head that I'm seriously considering turnig up in my PJs

Hell- at least I'll be confortable!!

 

xx