Weather with you
I was in Flight Centre the other day paying money towards our friends' honeymoon account ahead of their wedding in two weeks, and the lady serving me was asking question about the impending nuptials.
She mentioned she was off to a wedding in Blenheim this weekend and she hoped the weather would be OK.
In the back of my mind I knew early MetService reports were predicting chaos and the helpful lady mentioned this, but for some reason I said "It'll be fiiiine..."
I didn't, of course, mean the weather. I meant the day, the wedding, the marriage.
When picking a venue for our wedding, there was only one major thing I wanted: somewhere that if it was the most terrible rain and wild weather forecast, the location and venue would still be nice.
It was the one thing I wanted.
You see, with all the stresses of weddings; the families coming together, the little details, the big details, the anxiety that builds up as you await something momentous - the one thing I figured I could remove from my list of things to stress about was the weather. And I'd do that by picking a suitable venue.
(As an aside, I excelled so much at picking a venue that we're now marrying in a place where I almost hope it is bad weather because the Plan B location for the ceremony is MORE AMAZING than Plan A. I was almost too efficient!)
I simply don't understand how people planning beautiful, amazing beach, garden or outdoor weddings manage to fool themselves into thinking "everything will be fine, including the weather" and just settle on that.
HOW? How does one do that in this bizarre little country of ours?
More power to you ladies, you're a better person than I because I think the fretting about the weather alone would throw me into an anxious ball on the ground.
I absolutely detest being cold (not to be confused with hating winter, I don't mind any of the seasons, so long as I am suitable attired) and standing around in a skimpy dress in a supposed "summer" awaiting a bride while drizzle messes up my hair and makeup and turns my knees and toes blue is pretty much my idea of not a good time.
I don't imagine any couples would want to inflict that type of situation on their guest.
It's my long-held belief that the saying that "rain on your wedding day means a long and happy marriage" was a brilliant line thought up by some parent-of-the-bride many moons ago to help assist with a hysterical bride-to-be and her escaping carefully applied mascara.
Rain or shine, it really doesn't matter in the long run. Either way, you'll (hopefully) get the deed done and you can look back on the day for what it was.
How have you planned, or do you plan, around the weather for your wedding? Have you been a guest at a wedding where the forces of nature were the first thing you remember about the day?