Bliss

Eighteen years ago today, what I do for a living came full circle. On that day, I got up, did a brunch for (40) at my house then had a friend take me to the venue where I had my hair done, put out flower arrangements, bossed around the florist (my one bridezilla moment), smiled pretty for the photographer, checked the cake, the food, the decorator and the band and then, put my feet up and waited for my fairy tale wedding to occur. I had a most wonderful wedding – when it started, I quit being the event planner and became the bride I want all my brides to be. I laughed, I danced, I had a fabulous time– I didn’t worry about a thing.
I was able to pay attention and thus remember the small things- my daddy’s face before we went down the aisle; that Aunt Rosemary, who tied the bows on my dresses as a little girl, did my bustle; that I kept trying to put the ring on Craig’s wrong hand and we started laughing when he hissed “the other hand!!”; that my mom only worried about the vacuum sitting in the ballroom (it did disappear at the proper time); I got to dance with staff as the friends that they are. The room was gorgeous, the food outstanding, the party a memorable celebration for our (300) guests.
I did forget to have my bag put in the limo and had to leave The Ritz the next morning in Craig’s workout clothes and no shoes— quite the picture! My only mess up.
So the lessons learned: don’t do too much yourself (a brunch day of, your own centerpieces), plan and be organized but remember my rule-“if it ain’t done by Wednesday, it doesn’t need doing”, and lastly-regardless of what happens day of-have fun and pay attention as these are the memories you will keep with you forever. I wish everyone as special of a wedding day as we had—
All I have is all I need–April