Wedding worries

So many shades of ivory and white
The length of the dress is good, but not quite right

Do the flowers, decorations and bridesmaids dresses all match
Why is that provider so much cheaper, there must be a catch

How early do invites need to go out
Once calm, the bride and groom soon start to shout

So many choices, the to do list is endless
The rings, the favours, the meal, the flowers and of course the dress

How many guests should you really invite
So many issues and rows mean the seating plan is no longer right

Fake nails or real, skin tan or pale
Hair up or down, tear-proof make up that just cannot fail

A hen and stag to beat the rest
You just want your wedding to be the best

Personal to you and a meaningful day
Mindful that you don't want it to appear cheesy in any way

Wanting to be individual, you sit for hours and hours
Constantly writing and redrafting those all important vows

Bridesmaids, best man, ushers, flower girls and page boys
Music and songs to choose, a lively party wanted but not too much noise

Honeymoon destinations to consider
When the pressure is on, will you become a bridezilla

Loving words in a tear jerking speech from the father of the bride
Then laughs a plenty from the best man, making sure he still keeps the groom on side

Thank you gifts for the Mums and key people on your big day
It's the little touches that make such a difference and show your caring way

Something borrowed, something blue, something old and something new
Walking down a flower lined aisle, nerves and excitement knowing all eyes are on you

Tearful eyes as you hit the floor for the first dance
Camera flashes going off, trying to capture the moment and between you that romantic glance

Weddings can truly be stressful in every way
Just remember it'll all be worth it for your very special day

Knowing you want to be together for the rest of your life
All those precious memories as you become husband and wife

Cath Kidston, croissants and Luton

Today is Saturday and day six of my healthy eating/exercise plan. Today is also going to be a 'cheat day', where I won't be doing any exercise or watching what I eat (within reason).

I'll be honest earlier in the week this worried me, I can quite easily get out of the healthy mindset once I start eating 'badly' and this year I'm keen to shed some pounds so want to exercise as much as I can.

However when my alarm went off at silly o'clock this morning I ached so much from the past five day's worth of exercise I am glad of the break. I literally feel like my body has been kicked and beaten - my abs ache when I sit up, my arms ache pretty much constantly and my legs ache, well, every time I walk!

So sitting here on the Met Line (before 9am on a Saturday, mad!) I am rather glad to be taking a break. I'm also quite pleased as although I know it's a free day I'm not wanting to pig out and eat non stop. I've got two croissants with me (not very healthy I know) and I'm going to get a coffee at the station. I know what I've got for dinner - bride-to-be's Mum is very kindly cooking me a meal later and although comfort food it's not the most fattening of meals you can have.

I've now progressed to an East Midlands train, in fact we've just left the station to make our way to Luton. I've been blogging whilst making my way from home to London.

At the station I found myself faced with another of my issues - shopping. I LOVE it. The fun kind that is, when you buy clothes, not when you find yourself standing in a long queue waiting for the checkout girl to find out the price of the woman in front's pack of frozen peas. As I walked along the station trying to ascertain what platform my train was on I noticed Cath Kidston, not just any Cath Kidston shop, but one with big red SALE signs in it.

Thankfully I still needed to get my coffee so I managed to just about walk away, but not before I checked what time they're open until tonight for my journey home. The hope is I'll be really tired later so won't want to shop in Cath Kidston at 830/9 at night, we'll see...

I've always had a thing for shopping since a young age, I seem to have got this habit from my Aunt. When I lived at home I was worse because I didn't have bills to pay, it's just that buzz from bagging a bargain and carrying all those bags after a successful shopping trip.

Hm maybe that's why I've never ventured into drugs, my drugs are wine, chocolate and shopping I think!! That's where I get my buzz.

Thankfully when I had to save up to buy my flat it seemed to flick some sort of switch and I've never been so bad as I used to be at spending and having numerous storecards. Although as I had time off between Christmas and New Years, I did spend two solid days sales shopping and spent more than enough.

Thankfully, with my income, I have a keen eye for a bargain and am not a designer freak so at least I do buy cheap things. Although of course the amount I buy can actually counteract that defence.

I need to go now, it's time to take my blogging hat off and go be the best Maid of Honour I can be. I just hope my friend doesn't kill me once she sees how much weight I've put on...thank goodness this isn't the final fitting!