A Wedding for Anyone Else...

Well, a lot has changed since the last post. And I'm glad about that because, as you can see, it wasn't going so well for me in August. However, Gran has (probably after a run-in with The Demon Aunt) accepted that I can omit whomever I like from my guest-list, we have a little more money to play with now and loads of stuff has been booked.

Am I a Bridezilla? Hell no. My plan, such as it is, is to have it all organised before Christmas meaning that in the run up I can concentrate on work, planning a wonderful Honeymoon and losing weight.

You see, I don't think my wedding is going to be the most wonderful day of my life. It might be, and fab if it is; you won't hear me complaining if nothing ever compares to that day again. But it might just be a nice party with lots of food, dancing and booze. Because I have realised that a wedding isn't for the couple; a wedding is for the people you invite.

And with that in mind, I'll continue with the arrangements safe in the knowledge that the best bit will be when I get to the airport and rock off on my honeymoon. He and I can please each other and not worry about anyone else.

Selfish? Perhaps. But I'm okay with that.