The CG has finally cracked and agreed to let me walk down the aisle to The Darkness. I have this crazy idea that my brother can smash out a guitar solo down the aisle when it gets to the bit that goes (fittingly) "GUITAR!".
We've actually made a tonne of progress this month - I booked flights to NYC to pick up my dresses in June, the CG bought his suits, we found a suit for the best man (not as easy task when he's 6 foot 4 and broad in the shoulders) (we're so going to look like his kids in the photos), found some rings that we like, and I think I've found the bridesmaids dress. The CG also booked the photographer! Phew. On top of the zillion social engagements we've had, and moving house, I think we've done a pretty good job *pats self on back*.
To be honest, having been involved in the bestie's wedding, and then witnessing first hand the wedding dance of the year this month, has really started the reluctance thaw. I'm actually starting to get a wee bit excited. Might have to book a flight to our own wedding sometime soon though. Minor detail.
In the meantime, check out the best wedding dance I've had the pleasure of cheering on. And congratulations Mr & Mrs Flaherty - your sweet station was almost as good as your dance!