i want a rest!
1:35:00 PM
Finally i can update my blog.Finally.Finally.Finally.
I have sOo many good news.
Firstly,
We FINALLY booked our honeymoon package.Yes.Yes.Yes.
I can't believe it. After sOo many months of playing tug-of-war, we finally got what we both wanted. He got his, i got mine. *yay*. And at a great price at that.
Raihan, thanks a million for letting us know about Romania. It's definitely on our wanted list but this time around,for our honeymoon, where we're going will be where we've ALWAYS dreamt of vacationing. But thank you again for that suggestion. *huGs*. We'll try to get there before 2007 eh. :p
Then yesterday,
it was time for our nikah outfit fitting. OH MY GOD! You know, that's fast! Been having a LOT of that these past few months. It's all fast becoming a reality now. First the cards then it was the honeymoon package and now this. The fitting of the wedding costumes and this is just for the nikah. But what was the FUN-NEST part? My Alati Jam decided to join us for this momentous adventure. Well what's sOo great about that right? Heh. She and i, we're alike in so many ways. She's loud like me, a closet joker & loves bright colours. Plus a tasteful dresser at that so it was good she decided to join us. The mak andam, Alati Ida is a relative so imagine 3 chattering middle-aged aunties sitting on stools in a circle like a coven whilst this poor girl *me* had to change in front of them. Granny underpants et al.Lol. Happy they were laughing and reminiscing about ole times.
However, even though catching up were their agenda, not once did they fail to let me know i'm the most important person in the room. Felt like a princess. They fussed over my hair accessories, told me to choose whatever my heart desired and not be influenced by their preferences. Is this a prelude of things to come? *sighs dreamily* I wouldn't mind doing this all over again if this is the sort of attention i'd be getting. So, in the end, i picked 3 outfits for the nikah.Heh. Enough la i think considering we don't really that much time to change into too many outfits. My poor Alati Ida. She'll have to stay well over midnight to see me through all the costume changes.
But what i'm about to tell you next has to be the MOST pleasant surprise i've had this week. Well what happened? Went baju-kurung shopping with Naz's mum and sisters. They wanted to buy co-ordinated PINK outfits for the wedding. So whilst waiting for his sisters to decide on their designs and materials, i was scouting around for mine as well when i felt a tap on my shoulders. I turned and there she was, my *future* mum-in-law right smack at my ears whispering,
" Awak ada yang berkenan? Kalau awak suka,kita nak hadiahkan."
Can you imagine my amazement? LOL. I was momentarily lost for words. How she said it, it was just plain sweet. I just giggled and asked Naz whether he heard what his mum just said to me. Then she smiled. I know it's a common practice for the Chinese to do this, give their *future* daughters-in-law something for the wedding but not that widely practised in our Malay context. Then another whopper of a surprise when earlier today, Naz coolly informed me his mum actually wanted to get me jewellery.
* eyes wide open*. "Wah, really ah?" was my exclamation. But i've decided on the baju kurung instead. Cian pulak makcik tu nak kena belikkan ku jewellery.Heh.
You know, i wouldn't trade these maddeningly HECTIC days for anything in the world. So many firsts these past few months. Many,many beautiful surprises. Mum-in-law, aunties, good friends and of course my Naz. The beautiful days leading up to my wedding. Even though i'm in desperate need of a good 2 days worth of sleep, it's been one heck of a ride. So many memories of us running around, scrambling to get things done, all the nitty gritty details that need ironing out and so many more. I would miss this bustling pace. Truly. For all its rush lies a peaceful and serene knowledge i am loved and cared for. By the loves of my life. I'm sure i'll feel nostalgic after the wedding. I almost feel that sense of loss as the days whizz past me.
But like all things, it has to start somewhere and end somewhere. With every ending comes a new beginning.
Embrace.
:)