So I Never Told You About My Wedding

I got married earlier this year.

My husband and I were married in an evening winter ceremony. We planned to have our photographs taken by sunset, but a combination of inconveniences put us behind schedule and we missed the sunset.

1. On the morning of, we ran out of hot water. I’m still trying to work out how.
2. The make up and hair took longer than anticipated despite allotting four hours for three people.
3. My shoes turned out to be awful and I ended up wearing a pair of high heels I’ve owned for twelve years.
4. My husband and I were both very, very ill. I lost my voice the next day and it stayed gone for two weeks.
5. To top it all off, a few days before the wedding I slept on my wrist funny and managed to sprain it -.-

Despite this, is was a beautiful wedding, and everyone said I looked like a Disney Princess. I wore a big purple ball gown, a tiara, and a white faux fur wrap to keep warm. However, the heating was on and despite it being the middle of winter, we overheated pretty easily.

I really miss my wedding dress. It was so comfortable. And warm.

There was food there – so much food. It wasn’t a sit-down dinner, because my husband and I never wanted that. It was more of a self-serve, casual kinda thing. Standing around and eating, or sitting if you preferred, and just chatting. Really casual. But also really glamorous.

Unfortunately, I was so ill all I could eat was two mouthfuls of soup (which was delicious) and a slice of cake. There was probably a dozen or more dishes available. I’m not really sure because I didn’t really eat anything so I don’t really remember what was available. Did I mention I was really sick?

We had four different kinds of cupcake.

It was odd being the centre of attention all day. I’m more of a ‘go away, leave me alone’ kind of person, I don’t really like attention. But it was a magical day where whatever I wanted, I could ask anyone and they would jump to go get it. I’d love to experience that kind of power again. It was like being a celebrity.

The venue was a big old Italian villa, which we decorated with paper lanterns outside to guide the way to the ceremony room.

I didn’t get cold feet or have any kind of reservations about marrying my husband, but when I walked down the aisle on my father’s arm my knees were shaking.

And I cried, but I cry at everything so that’s no big deal.

I made a speech! It’s not traditional for the bride to make a speech, but my husband is even less comfortable speaking in public than I am, so I did it.

We spent the night at the venue and I couldn’t sleep. It was the most lovely, relaxed, beautiful wedding in the history of the whole world ever.

For the honeymoon we drove to a remote part of the state where we lounged around in a cabin for a couple of days, both of us too sick to do anything. But we did see lots of wildlife, wombat poo (it’s shaped like a cube, in case you didn’t know), and even the famously elusive platypus.

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