Wow
Who’s have thought it- not me, defiantly not Arron but yet here we are. Wow, I feel like the luckiest girl in the world, the first time I saw Arron was in a night club (he knew me from school but I don’t remember... infact he came to one of my house parties -sorry Mom and dad).... I remember thinking that he looked like Brian Friedman and that he was way out of my league... fast forward 6 months and we were in Blackpool together - the place of romance obvs ...
Bloody hell, I’m actually getting married, like an actual grown up.....
Friday 1st December
Almost ready to go set up at the hall, Ive had some of my bridesmaids round doing the “last minute” (most of everything that needs doing oops) jobs.... and drinking fizz, Arron,bless him has been bullied within an inch of his life but Jas got all the blue jobs done and got the champagne in -played. Next up is to decorate the hall, I don’t feel nervous at all -os that strange? Maybe I will later, I feel like I should be, maybe it will just hit me at some point... probably when I see my dad.
Right we’re off to the hall, wish me luck....
