2008-02-12
Who said it was going to be easy anyway…
The search for the elusive venue commences… Somehow I had thought that it was going to be easy. 1 2 3… You visit a venue. You like it. You book it. Hoorah, move onto the next item on the extensive wedding to-do list. But no, not me. I guess that’s what I get for committing the one fatal error most bridal mags warn against: choosing the date in advance of choosing the venue.
I think the most fatal flaw of all is that I’m not very specific in my own mind about what I want. I never have been - I’m certainly not one of those little girls who dreamed days away about her wedding day. I always thought I’d see when I got there. Now I’m here. And to tell the truth, I’m a bit scared.
I have a vague idea - the setting should be beautiful, picturesque. The food should be incredible. Seeing as it’ll be a winter wedding I’d like heat - lots of it - in the form of fires (non-smokey ones) preferably. Most of all I want to be happy with the man of my dreams smiling into my eyes.