Arrrrrghhhhh! The wedding is coming! OMG! Haaalp! Okay. Not really. I mean the wedding IS really coming, but it’s kinda all under control. Except the butterflies. They have turned into peacocks, or something. They are fanning their tails and making their presence felt. The day is getting closer and all the lists are getting ticked and all the cells in the spreadsheet are getting coloured in yellow (yellow means DONE!) All the deliveries are being made, all the cakes are being baked, all the dresses and crockery and cutlery and champagne are sorted, done, dusted!
It’s kind of a WEIRD time. La Bride is being lovely and not ‘zilla-y in any way. The groom is being calm and nice and telling cute jokes. It’s all going pretty great.
I’ve been cramming in my work amidst the planning and errands. And I have been managing that semi-OK, too! Go me!
Do you know what? I think the peacocks suit me MORE than the butterflies. I mean, the butterflies are little and kinda pretty, don’t get me wrong. But if you’re going to have nerves, they may as will be the big, bold, brash, emeraldy, purpley, bluey kind, right? I think those suit me better. I know they are there and I can chat to them, you know? I tend to ignore the butterflies, because they are not as imposing!
Do you get butterflies? Or peacocks, even?!
xx Pip
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PS : Yesterday I wrote a post about the pressure on women to be Super Hotties after they deliver their babies. I don’t like that. You can read my view here.
the wedding looked beautiful pip! (i expected it owuld). i'm more of peacock guy, myself. giant fighting peacocks. that's the ticket!