The vows

So now the vows are locked in. I am actually quite happy with them. I have never considered myself any sort of poet so writing our own were never really an option for me. I lack the focus needed. I am a rambler, as any reader of this blog would be aware. We cut and pasted and now have something which seems to have suitable gravitas.

Deciding on the wording of the vows has made me think about how important those six lines of text are. I have never made a vow that I intended to keep before. Being a confirmed atheist is fine as an adult but I found that after making the realisation that I was a godless heathen as a 12 year old, I needed to make the right sounds to keep the powers at be (ie my mother and various members of Catholic religious orders) happy. My fingers were often crossed. I plan to keep my hands in full sight during our ceremony.

We even had a dry run of the service today in order to get the musical timing right. I almost teared up and I don't think it would have taken much for Girl O' Sand to do the same. We will both be a mess on the day I suspect.

I am presently trying to lock in the musical selection for the moments when the band is not playing. How do I keep everybody happy and on the dance floor? Let's just say the selection will be eclectic and I am constantly trying to smother my inner music snob. I am sure I will not remember a moment single note after the night. As long as everybody has fun I will be happy.

10 sleeps to go.