|Us, just after Tom put a ring on it.|
Tom wanted to do it the old-fashioned way, on one knee with a ring (ahhh), but the ring was at his mother's house and she was away. So after a week of massive impatience on my part - it reminded me of waiting for my rollerboots for my seventh birthday, torture - he finally got the ring and down on one knee he went.
I was completely sure about getting married* but a bit nervous in case I didn't like the ring (shallow, I know). Luckily it was love at first sight. It is a little emerald and diamond art deco daisy, which Tom's grandmother wore for 45 years. And I'm going to use my grandmother's wedding ring, which is made from butter-coloured Welsh gold.
Oh, and the wedding: it's taking place in two weeks time, in a tiny little park in Red Hook, Brooklyn, overlooking the water and the Statue of Liberty. One of my best friends, Jenny, lives in New York and is licensed to wed, so she's doing our ceremony. Then we're going to have champagne in the park and go somewhere nice for dinner. Another good friend of mine will witness it for us, with his lovely wife. It'll be a bit sad on the day not to have our family and friends there but neither of us has the desire for a big trad wedding, or the skills to arrange one, so we're just going to do what suits us best.
So yeah! It has been a busy time, lots of change. Mainly blissful, but even tiny weddings have their stresses! Dress, rings, locations, food and drink, vows... I think I'm through the worst of it (after a week of meltdowns!), so here's to it getting easier and fun again. And hats off to you gals who organise big weddings! Tell me about your wedding plannings. Did you get stressed out? I didn't see that coming!
*That cheesy cliche of 'when you know, you know' is so true!