If there's one word to describe how I feel... It's amazing. Yes, this comes from a song, but really, all I feel now is amazed. After a year of planning,of almost not happening (!), of frentic calls, back-and-forth drives to Tagaytay, desperate fund juggling, coordinator griping, the wedding not only is over, it was two weeks ago. My beloved is currently on a plane to meet me in Singapore, and 3.5 hours from now we will be on a plane to Kolkata to visit Deepa's family. Then in about 4 days we will then be in Rajasthan; perhaps India's most magical region.
It's amazing how fast time flies. It's amazing how much energy two people in love can have. And it's amazing that in all the hussle and bussle, both Deepa and I are overwhelmed by a sense of peace, calm, and joy.
What is most amazing however is not the beautiful wedding that has passed, nor the expected gloriousness of an exotic honeymoon deep in historical India, but the life that Deepa and I are promising to create for each other after. What is most amazing is the anticipation of living our wedding vows every single day for the rest of our lives.
Tuesday, January 8
Friday, December 14
Today my mind is 100% focused on getting ready for the wedding. Work is officially over for me (at least for another 1.5 months) ; my xmas bonus is in; I completed the discovery weekend course's last assignment (which made me realize just how much I know I am about to make the best decision of my life) and I found the perfect pics for the AVP. My barong is being refitted (I lost an inch!) ; Therese is about to go for the final fitting tomorrow; Deepa and I filled the next few days with 'to do lists." It's a calm Friday night - but things are about to get downright long, dirty, and busy.
Ok.
15 more days. It will happen no matter what.
in the meantime a sneak peek at what I found for the AVPs. ( proves I was always fat and I always had weird hair)
Ok.
15 more days. It will happen no matter what.
in the meantime a sneak peek at what I found for the AVPs. ( proves I was always fat and I always had weird hair)
Color me pissed
so after weeks of looking at/re-editing/sending/following up/choosing pantone chips for/double-checking invites that looked like this, in (reddish-purple) plum and (teal-ish) turquoise...
my printer sends me these horrid chocolate brown and grass-green invites. one hundred fricking twenty of them.
at first i am stunned. then i flashback to the meticulous process (see above) i went through just to idiot-proof the design. then i whine about it to all the art directors at work, who, while deploring the color job, say it's a kick-ass piece of work. this is why i love working in an office full of kick-ass creatives -- my seatmate cecil did the layout for me for free. "maganda naman siya eh," volunteers jl. "itapon mo na lang yung original file."
then i get online and, with almost eerie calm, proceed to inform the owner of the print shop of the matter. after checking the damn things, he promptly offers me a free reprint, which is just as well. dahil kung hindi, aba pucha, one email to the phalanx of bridezillas in my egroup can potentially derail his business for at least a few months. you have no idea how seriously brides take supplier reviews. really.
since he vows to personally take responsibility for the outcome of the reprints, i am placated. really, if not for the service given me by the owner, i would be bashing this place to kingdom come. which is a shame, actually, because i was pretty happy with them until all this happened.
the reprints are done in a week, which is still too long a delay for me but what can you do. the print shop's peace offering arrives -- the colors are still not true to the original file. at this point, i am still not happy, but not willing to put off delivering the invites for another week. so i simply choose not to feel bad about anything i'm going to give my nearest and dearest, and accept the prints. i tell the owner as much. he feels bad about the whole thing and offers me free thank-you cards -- a very gracious offer, which i am gracious (and penny-pinched) enough to consider.
now most of the invites are out, the guests are informed -- and on the whole, pleased and wowed by them (except for one major drama). and that is that.
my printer sends me these horrid chocolate brown and grass-green invites. one hundred fricking twenty of them.
at first i am stunned. then i flashback to the meticulous process (see above) i went through just to idiot-proof the design. then i whine about it to all the art directors at work, who, while deploring the color job, say it's a kick-ass piece of work. this is why i love working in an office full of kick-ass creatives -- my seatmate cecil did the layout for me for free. "maganda naman siya eh," volunteers jl. "itapon mo na lang yung original file."
then i get online and, with almost eerie calm, proceed to inform the owner of the print shop of the matter. after checking the damn things, he promptly offers me a free reprint, which is just as well. dahil kung hindi, aba pucha, one email to the phalanx of bridezillas in my egroup can potentially derail his business for at least a few months. you have no idea how seriously brides take supplier reviews. really.
since he vows to personally take responsibility for the outcome of the reprints, i am placated. really, if not for the service given me by the owner, i would be bashing this place to kingdom come. which is a shame, actually, because i was pretty happy with them until all this happened.
the reprints are done in a week, which is still too long a delay for me but what can you do. the print shop's peace offering arrives -- the colors are still not true to the original file. at this point, i am still not happy, but not willing to put off delivering the invites for another week. so i simply choose not to feel bad about anything i'm going to give my nearest and dearest, and accept the prints. i tell the owner as much. he feels bad about the whole thing and offers me free thank-you cards -- a very gracious offer, which i am gracious (and penny-pinched) enough to consider.
now most of the invites are out, the guests are informed -- and on the whole, pleased and wowed by them (except for one major drama). and that is that.
so after weeks of looking at/re-editing/sending/following up/choosing pantone chips for/double-checking invites that looked like this, in (reddish-purple) plum and (teal-ish) turquoise...
my printer sends me these horrid chocolate brown and grass-green invites. one hundred fricking twenty of them.
at first i am stunned. then i flashback to the meticulous process (see above) i went through just to idiot-proof the design. then i whine about it to all the art directors at work, who, while deploring the color job, say it's a kick-ass piece of work. this is why i love working in an office full of kick-ass creatives -- my seatmate cecil did the layout for me for free. "maganda naman siya eh," volunteers jl. "itapon mo na lang yung original file."
then i get online and, with almost eerie calm, proceed to inform the owner of the print shop of the matter. after checking the damn things, he promptly offers me a free reprint, which is just as well. dahil kung hindi, aba pucha, one email to the phalanx of bridezillas in my egroup can potentially derail his business for at least a few months. you have no idea how seriously brides take supplier reviews. really.
since he vows to personally take responsibility for the outcome of the reprints, i am placated. really, if not for the service given me by the owner, i would be bashing this place to kingdom come. which is a shame, actually, because i was pretty happy with them until all this happened.
the reprints are done in a week, which is still too long a delay for me but what can you do. the print shop's peace offering arrives -- the colors are still not true to the original file. at this point, i am still not happy, but not willing to put off delivering the invites for another week. so i simply choose not to feel bad about anything i'm going to give my nearest and dearest, and accept the prints. i tell the owner as much. he feels bad about the whole thing and offers me free thank-you cards -- a very gracious offer, which i am gracious (and penny-pinched) enough to consider.
now most of the invites are out, the guests are informed -- and on the whole, pleased and wowed by them (except for one major drama). and that is that.
my printer sends me these horrid chocolate brown and grass-green invites. one hundred fricking twenty of them.
at first i am stunned. then i flashback to the meticulous process (see above) i went through just to idiot-proof the design. then i whine about it to all the art directors at work, who, while deploring the color job, say it's a kick-ass piece of work. this is why i love working in an office full of kick-ass creatives -- my seatmate cecil did the layout for me for free. "maganda naman siya eh," volunteers jl. "itapon mo na lang yung original file."
then i get online and, with almost eerie calm, proceed to inform the owner of the print shop of the matter. after checking the damn things, he promptly offers me a free reprint, which is just as well. dahil kung hindi, aba pucha, one email to the phalanx of bridezillas in my egroup can potentially derail his business for at least a few months. you have no idea how seriously brides take supplier reviews. really.
since he vows to personally take responsibility for the outcome of the reprints, i am placated. really, if not for the service given me by the owner, i would be bashing this place to kingdom come. which is a shame, actually, because i was pretty happy with them until all this happened.
the reprints are done in a week, which is still too long a delay for me but what can you do. the print shop's peace offering arrives -- the colors are still not true to the original file. at this point, i am still not happy, but not willing to put off delivering the invites for another week. so i simply choose not to feel bad about anything i'm going to give my nearest and dearest, and accept the prints. i tell the owner as much. he feels bad about the whole thing and offers me free thank-you cards -- a very gracious offer, which i am gracious (and penny-pinched) enough to consider.
now most of the invites are out, the guests are informed -- and on the whole, pleased and wowed by them (except for one major drama). and that is that.
Monday, December 3
Quote of the day
"It's really hard to idiot-proof wedding preps."
-- Jolly Picache
Marlon's high school friend
husband of Shar
Weddings@Work egroup-mate
and new Yahoo chat buddy
also known as: the story of the wedding invitations that were delivered thirty minutes ago, eagerly opened, and caused an otherwise calm and coasting bride a near heart attack.
next up on deepa and marlon's wedding blog!
Sunday, December 2
Last look
this is all you're going to see of the dress until the big day.
it's just the lining, so don't flip out just yet. although, sabi ko nga kay kate, lining pa lang pwede nang ipang-marcha.
it's just the lining, so don't flip out just yet. although, sabi ko nga kay kate, lining pa lang pwede nang ipang-marcha.
much ado about lining
Twenty-six days to go
we're getting married within the month.
and getting interviewed by the bishop at canyon woods...
and picking out the wedding rings...
within less than four weeks.
whoa.
i read all the rants of frazzled brides on the weddings at work yahoogroup and wonder if something is wrong with me. because oddly enough, i feel like i'm not doing anything anymore! i honestly know i can not lift a finger from this point on (except to give fr. nebres a map to the church and turn in our documents to chapel on the hill), and the wedding will still happen. tatakbo na siyang mag-isa!
it's almost like all i have to do is choose how o.c. i want to be from now on, and that will pretty much decide my stress level.
i swear, giving up the "perfect" wedding is awesome. :-)
besides, with marlon coming home in five days, wedding preps are going to be so much more fun when we do them as a team. we kind of know we can do everything we need or want to do in the remaining two weeks. as marlon said, just give us a couple of days with nothing else to do except wedding stuff -- and be amazed! we quite surprised ourselves out with the number of things we managed to accomplish the last time he was here.
like getting the marriage license from quezon city hall...
and getting interviewed by the bishop at canyon woods...
and checking up on marlon's barong...
and picking out the wedding rings...
and fitting our lovely bridesmaids...
and cooking up a battle plan with kaye at balay, plus choosing songs for the reception (and a lovers' quarrel thrown in for good measure).
so. twenty-six days to go. bring it on!
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