I can't believe I caved that way about age on the last post. Believe me, I'm still strongly for being older and wiser over being younger and thinner! Ok that was a lie. I'm totally for being thinner! Anyhoo this is totally my year for getting fit. I'm halfway there and it ain't been easy. But once you're on your on your way it's amazing how every little thing makes a difference. Anyway don't really want to talk exercise. So over it! I really want to blog about all the awesome things that've happened in the last year and a half but I don't know where to begin. Should I start with the wedding? Was it seriously a year ago? But there was so much even before the wedding. The planning, the dress fittings (the severely hungover Sat morning fittings), Bikram yoga (or boga as it was affectionately referred to), the weekly pilgrimages to Adelaide, it feels unreal when I think of it now. I search for things in my email and unintentionally come across these incredibly whiny bitchy spoilt brat emails to my parents. I honestly cringe when I read them. Did they really give in to my every whim so easily? Did it matter to me so much? At some level I always knew that the only thing that mattered was the fact that I was marrying the love of my life. That was the same level that barely planned the honeymoon apart from the flights and the hotels. That's odd no? Shouldn't I have been more stressed about the trip being perfect? But strangely it didn't bother me one bit. And even while I was on it, I really didn't care where I went and what I did. I was so relaxed. As long as I got food and drink and sun and sleep and shops. And so much beautiful ocean. But that's a whole other story. I know that most Indian brides especially don't stress about shit... It all just happens magically. I always knew that was never how it was going to go down with me. But I also didn't realize quite how hard I had to work to realize my perfect wedding vision! I got to India 4 weeks before the big day and as much as I partied and socialised by night, the amount of work I did by day (and quite often by night) was quite incredible! Don't let anyone ever tell you planning a wedding is easy. It totally ain't. Especially if you're a perfectionist and a dreamer / idealist like me. That was the great part though... it turned out to be the most awesome and perfect week of my life, ups and downs and all! There may be a couple of things I'd do differently if I had the chance again but mostly that's how I'd it again. And that's how I'll relive it in my mind every year! Oh my god, it was the worst of times but mostly it was the best of times! :-) Its impossible to record all the crazy moments. I guess the best thing for me was always the fact that I had my dearest friends around me and my dearest family around me. And my hon bun was always there to defuse every bridezilla moment (and there were a few non-humourous ones)! But there were also many humourous Bridezilla moments and I'm so gonna miss her!!!! So anyway, there was a lot of lead up to the wedding and every minute and every day was so very special and one of a kind! I don't think I ever really knew what to expect with getting married but I know for a fact that I'm so happy that I had 4 whole weeks to deal with it and didn't rush it all in like 1.5 (and even 4 was barely enough). So getting down to brass tacks, there we were... back home. Right where we started. 8.5 years later. Many times when I thought about it later, I wondered why we went back... The peope we cared about would've made it Bora Bora even if that's what we wanted. But could we have had it any other way? I honestly don't think so! It might sound trite or self-rightous to say this, but I think we owed it to ourselves and our stupid adolescent town! In my life there are places I remember! So anyway, there we were, right we started. And I couldn't have been happier:-) Even when things went to shit and folk pissed me off and the weather refused to give us a straight answer, not for 1 second did I doubt that my "best laid plans" would dare to go against me and mess everything up.
So what else shall I describe?
Friday, May 27, 2011
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