My Body Is My Temple...Except When There Is Chocolate Around.

So we got back from Thailand on Monday night. Before we left for Thailand I made a vow to myself that I would book some personal training sessions when we came back. To be frank I need it. I currently rock a size 14, though lately I have been fitting into quite a few size 12's. Don't get me wrong, by no means do I think size 14 is 'big'; however I am a real shorty at only 160cm, and I just feel that size 14 is too big for me.

I'm not under any illusions, I'm aware that I've gradually been putting on weight over the years. I've just been too lazy to do anything about it up until this point. I guess it doesn't help that I have a gorgeous, super sexy fiance who constantly tells me I'm beautiful and loves me regardless of what size or weight I am. Geez I heart that man.


But alas, the time has come for me to get off my butt and do something about it. And this is where I realise just how much of a knob I am - my reasons for wanting to lose weight are completely superficial. You know how most people want to lose weight for health reasons, or to make a positive 'lifestyle' change?

Yeah that ain't me. My reasons for wanting to lose weight?

-To look good in the wedding photos
-To fit into a sexy wedding dress
-To be a smoking hot bridesmaid in February next year
-To look good in our engagement party photos (when/if we ever get around to having one...)

I am a knob.

Aaaaaanyway, I went and booked 20 personal training sessions today. Yes 20. I plan on having three sessions a week. My first one is tonight.

So after I did that, I went and did what any self-respecting girl would do - I spent $200 on new gym clothes.

And then went home and promptly ate 3 rows of chocolate from a block of Cadbury's we have sitting in the fridge.

Venue Shopping

So we've decided to start looking at venues in two weeks time when the boy comes back from work. He works FIFO and only just left today - so this will probably be the longest two weeks of my life. Sigh.

To say I'm excited is an understatement. This will be the first wedding thing we've done together, and no doubt will kick-start the wedding planning process. And I can't wait. Bring it on I say!

Venues we are looking at:
-Marmion Angling and Aquatic Club
-Cottesloe Beach Hotel
-Ocean Beach Hotel
-Salt Restaurant

Conversation I had with the boy tonight:
Me: "I booked appointments to look at some venues when you get back"
Boy: "Ok cool. Where are we going?"
Me: "Marmion Angling and Aquatic Club, Ocean Beach Hotel, Cottesloe Hotel and Salt Restaurant"
Boy: *Silence*..."We're looking at four venues? In one day?"
Me: "Yeah! Why, what did you expect?"
Boy: "Um, I dunno...I thought we'd look at, like, two venues and then go to the pub somewhere to have lunch and get p*ssed..."

Hmmm....

So Uh, I Don't Like Wedding Dresses...

One of my closest and dearest friends is getting married in February next year, and I'm extremely lucky and honoured to be one of her bridesmaids. We've been dress shopping for a little while for her, trying to find 'the one'. We finally found it a month ago. Stunning, not too exxy, ticked all her boxes, and she looked beautiful. But the whole 'looking for a wedding dress' episode has set off a mild panic in me.

While the experience was for my friend...of course I couldn't help but have a sneaky look to see if there were any dresses that I liked. Not that I was looking to try on any dresses, or to put down a deposit to secure my own dress or anything, I was just quietly sussing out what was out there. Basically I was mentally grading the dresses in my head while I was going through the racks.

And I didn't like, well, a lot of them.

Some issues I had with the dresses I saw:
-Is it just me, or do they kinda look like they're from the 80s? I saw some that reminded me of something out of Romy and Michelle's High School Reunion (brilliant movie by the way. Yes I love the classics.)
-Is it just me, or do the 'decorations' on the dresses (crystals, diamantes etc - the blingy stuff) look, well, kinda fake and tacky in real life?
-Is it just me, or are the saleswomen in bridal shops f*cking douchebags?

In fairness, I've never wanted a 'traditional' dress. No veil. No tiara. No poofy meringues. Hell I'm aiming for no shoes if I can. So I'm not sure if perhaps these dresses are merely not to my taste, rather than being, well...ugly not to my taste?

Hence the mild panic from me - what if I don't find a dress I like? What if I end up knocking some bridal saleswoman in the head coz her douchy-ness is annoying me?

*Deep breaths, deep breaths*

How Hard Can It Be?

So me and the boy have pretty firm ideas on how we want our day to be:
-It must be fun and casual, not too formal and stuffy.
-No church - I'm pretty sure we would both burst into flames if we were to set foot in a church...
-Buffet or spit roast catering for the reception.
-LOTS of alcohol. It is a requirement that all or most of our guests (including the bride and groom!) must get sh*t-faced at the wedding. Which shouldn't be too hard. We do both come from pretty bogan-y families.

All in all we want the day to be filled with lots of fun, laughter, good food and booze. While still retaining a touch of elegance and class. The theme I'm going for is 'Elegant Beach' - and ffs, NO starfish, seashells or frangipanis will be allowed within 10 feet of the wedding.

Easy peasy right?