I realise that perhaps we should have thought about "our wedding" in greater detail before entering the realms of decision making. Well we had some idea, for a start we had been dating for over 8 years, were living together and in recent times family weddings we had attended had started to turn certain cogs.
Indeed we also watched the evil programme "Don't Tell the Bride." I am not sure whether this format has reached any of your pretty eyes but it is a show in which the groom makes all the planning decisions from the date to dress and all in between in 4 short weeks in exchange for about £12 000 ($20 000 US). The tension is laid on with a spade. Will he find the right dress (of course he will and if he doesn't another dress may magically appear.) Then everyone is far too startled that their son, or brother or best friend could possibly be able to pull of an event as complicated. Gosh, a man, how revolutionary. (Sorry I really get the grumpies from all the uber feminist media out there. Men are not rubbish. Some men are, yes but so are some woman. Deal with it.) This programme, for the most part, highlighted the fact that we are slightly snobby and we know what we don't want!
As usual, I digress!
So just recently I put the age old question to Bean, "in 3 words how do you want our wedding to feel?"
Ha! Such a foolish young girl am I.
Here follows a slightly shortened transcript.
"This is so ridiculous, quit nagging me, who wants to describe their wedding in 3 words. You are stupid, this is stupid, quit nagging me."
"But Bean!" I exclaim with an exasperated sigh.
"No, it's impossible, why would I want to do something so pointless?" he says with his eyes glazing over as he fears I am delving into another pointless talk.
"Well I sort of have 3 words" I quietly admit.
"Well what are they, then?" Mr Bean has crossed his arms now and is looking at me with one of his I know all smiles.
I tell him. He agrees. The end.
Well sort of.
Oh the mastery of the Bean, how foolish to think that one would want to sum up their wedding in but three words. Yet we do need to follow some sort of direction to tame the beast that may become our nuptials. We need to know if only to stop my late night trawling of eBay for random objects that might add to the ambiance. (Although I do realise that things do not create ambiance but can they add to it?) So I've decided (Bean will shrug and agree) from henceforth there shall be no talk of moods, words or god forbid, themes (bleurgh)
Here's the dirty little secret. I still love my words. They fill me with joy and happiness. I love them. Shush don't tell bean!!
Want to know what my 3 words were/are?
Relaxed. Decadent. Fun.
I like to think that once I am knighted for my contribution to science our family family crest will read the same albeit in delicious Latin (now that's decadent fun all on its own). Indeed it is exactly how I want our wedding, life and legacy to feel. Nothing more, nothing less. Imperfection embraced.
Also I would secretly love to know which three words you would use? But again shush, don't tell Bean (or the cool kids!)