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posted by: missmiellen

Sunday was the day I officially became engaged. Ok, so it’s been almost a month since my (now) fiancé asked me to marry him, but Sunday was the day it became certain – I went to a bridal show.

I currently have, and always have had, a strange affinity with engagements and weddings in general. I have a simultaneous fear and desire to be swallowed whole by it. And on Sunday, I got fearfully swallowed just a tad.

For those of you who have been to a wedding show, I’m sure you know what I’m talking about. For those of you who haven’t, let me divulge.  Sunday was a free-for-all for vendors to touch me, grab me, yell at me, question me, and get my contact information, because I’m a bride to be. Women grabbed my hand to check out the ring, men asked me to fill out page long questionnaires and ballot forms with my name, address, daytime number, evening number, emergency contact, favourite cereal, bra size and wedding date. Right… the eminent wedding date.

Let me tell you that – surprise – I don’t have one yet. (Actually – let me sidetrack here for a moment. The second you get engaged, people ask two things. I’m sure you can guess them: “Can I see the ring?” and “Have you guys set a date?” Funny enough, I’m guilty of the latter – but only until now. Anyway. Back on track.). And when you tell a photographer, chair cover specialist, or tuxedo fitter that there is no date yet, you get a strange… almost sympathetic glance. For just a second. But it’s there. I swear it was there!

Can I not enjoy my engagement for a few days before I become a bridezilla??? Oh, and welcome to my blog. Enjoy your stay!