Dailiness of everyday things
We get caught in the dailiness of everyday things. It's pretty much the excuse of the bored yet busy person. Bored because nothing motivates and busy because there is so many things to do and accomplish. And I want to go on a date where I pamper myself before the actual dinner date. Something like I've worn make-up and fixed my hair or had a scrub to make my skin glow. So that not only is my date special, I also feel especially beautiful about myself. I'd like to do that tomorrow if cleo and I have extra.
Just my thoughts...
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Flower Girl Baby
This is the dress I'd like for Bernadette to wear. 
This is more nice to look at if the beach wedding will push through.
I'll just change the color of the sash to that of the motif. I hope she wouldn't be too old to be a flower girl by then.
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Wedding Dress
I'm sure I'll look so much like a goddess in it. 
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Follow your dreams
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry but I did both at the same time. All because you said that you wanted to marry me. Even if this happens after one or twenty years from now it really doesn't matter as long as I know it's something you want.
I had this moment of silence and then a good cry. For a long time I cried because I had been in pain. Now I cry because I can't control my happiness. I read your letter a few days ago but it took a while to sink in. The impact was great, so great in fact that nothing bad could make me lose my kilig.
After all my tears were done falling I had a feeling of peacefulness wash over me. Finally an answer to my seemingly uneventful question.
Thank you. Now I know how you really feel. Now I know I am not lonely in this dream.
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Thoughts on a beach wedding
Earlier today I went to school and was very frantic about my exam. I was really drained when I left the class and I felt numb all over due to the cold airconditioning. I was in a hurry ro go home and hit the sack when one of my classmates called me over. Part of me wanted to dash for the door and pretend I didn't hear but then that would be really rude. So I walked over and realized there was a magazine stall and she was actually standing beside it. She showed me a Bride's magazine she was holding and began to chat away about her sister's wedding. Too bad though they already had a photographer.
Just my luck! Another magazine about beach weddings up for grabs. Too bad I didn't have spare cash but I read on anyway. There were so many ideas I felt so lost. Maybe when my time to wed comes it wouldn't be so difficult. There is that feeling of magic inside me when I think about what my own wedding would be like. And hopefully I am physically sexy by then.
So I realized that its not really that difficult if you have the budget all laid out. Your choices diminish and you only have a few left to ponder about.
I wonder if I can plan a wedding...hmmm...maybe I could make money out of it...another hmmm....
Is wearing a sari allowed in a beach wedding???
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Hello new Blog!
Here I am starting over. I picked up the pieces of my hopes and dreams and try to sew them together. And maybe, just maybe, they'd become a beautiful patchwork of reality.
I want a beach wedding. Maybe when we have a beachfront property we can get married there. Or maybe not. Maybe where a sandbar is or where my kids are safe should they decide to take a plunge.
I'd like the details to be decided by me and my groom. And best of all plan ahead so I can save up!
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