Last night I had a wedding nightmare.
We were sitting around a big meeting table at the venue - me, Mike, Paul who we've been dealing with and at least three other people who I've never met before. I started to talk through the running of wedding day and I was barely through the first item - the florist will be there around midday to set up - when the woman interjected, horrified that they were allowing us access so early. What about lunch service? I continued talking through my list and the woman continued to be horrified by what had previously been agreed. Mike explained to me later, I think I couldn't face any more and had left the discussion by this point, that she even argued about us having table runners. Oh, and they were moving our reception into the room where the meeting was being held, which they assured me was bigger, but I couldn't see how on earth they were going to fit in all the tables.
We have a meeting with the venue on Wednesday - me, Mike, Paul, the chef, the two bar managers, the dining hall manager and their new PR/marketing person who has a background in wedding event management. Let's hope that's as much as my sub conscious got correct.
On Sunday I have a meeting with the florist; on Thursday we speak to the photographer. We've reached the time of logistics and run down sheets. Decisions and plans and purchases and a long to do list that I scroll through of an evening, up and down and up and down, wondering what I should tackle next and thinking about all the little tasks that didn't even make the to do list. But, every evening we're home together I cosy up to BoyF and he reassures me - yes, it's going to be a kick ass wedding. :)
- We can now shuffle 'dance' without embarrasing ourselves after a friend provided some instruction. We may even manage a twirl or two.
- Our DJ is confirmed.
- We've made lots of appointments - vendor meetings, haircuts, manicures, pedicures and a wedding rehearsal dinner with our families.
- ...and about 20 other small tasks on our to do list.
- My Hens party. A 1950s housewife theme, we're having an afternoon tea with female family and friends followed by a good old-fashioned sleepover. The concept, planning and execution is all my sister and I'm really excited. My favourite line of the invite, 'if you want to get baked beyond the baked goods'...
- Our wedding rehearsal dinner. We're not planning anything elaborate, we'll make a reservation for a local restaurant, but it's the start of wedding festivites and a chance to sit down and celebrate with some of my favourite people.
- Wedding Day, because it is going to be kick ass wonderful.