Year of the Bouquet: It Begins

Three.

This is:

  1. the number of weddings I am scheduled to take part in this year
  2. the number of months in which these weddings take place
  3. as of September, the number of years I will have been split from my fiance

Three. 3. Tres. Tre. Sun. Set. Drnaa.

If you can guess the language that last one is in? You win a prize. Not a good one. But a prize.

Three different weddings, one each in August, September and October. Three very different couples and three very different philosophies on marriage. Thus do I declare 2008 “The Year of the Bouquet.”

And such a year should be documented, right?

To be honest, with as much of an atypical girl as I can be, weddings amaze me. The planning and the festivities and…okay, yeah…the dresses. I’m not really the girl who’s had her wedding gown picked out since pre-school, but I am the sort of girl who understands the desire some other women have to make sure on their special day they are treated like a princess.

Okay, actually in the case of one of these weddings? Like a pirate princess. Queen of the Pirates? I’m not totally sure. But we’ll get to that later!

So for me, to watch two close friends and a member of my family plan their weddings…or really not plan the wedding…is an experience for me. Seeing them approach everything from their own point of view and with their own unique personalities is both awesome and in at least one case VERY VERY FRIGHTENING. Do I think we’ll have a bridezilla in at least one instance? I won’t say “yes” or “no,” but I will verify that I’m buying a tranq gun for this fall…along with at least two bridesmaid’s dresses. But at least one of those is pre-chosen for me, meaning I don’t have to THINK about the dress I’m buying, I just have to fork over the money.

It also means I do my yearly promise of “I’m totally going to get back to 150lbs!” and then drop the ball sometime around May. It’s fun! You should tag along as I fail spectacularly at South Beach once again. Though, I do have to admit, a good spinach salad with low fat balsamic and goat cheese is the single best convenience diet food ever. And who knows, this might finally be the year I rid myself of my fat ass.

So watch out, 2008. Here comes the bride…smaid.