It’s actually my fourth time.  Ze part quatre… as the French would say.

I was actually able to relate with Katherine Heigl’s movie, 28 Dresses.  You know that scene where she was uncomfortably (yet genuisly) assisting the bride do #1 in the toilet?  I did that in a tight dress and 4 inch heels too!

I was actually wondering how my life would be like as a movie.  But it seems Hollywood already beat me to it, except of course they exaggerated the details in order for it to do well in the box office.  (haha.)

Well, seriously now.  I am wondering when my turn would come.

I have grandiose ideas that include a ceremony in some sort of wild meadow plus fireworks against the blue moon.  (I deleted the ones where I had a long fur train and a tiara.  And also that horse-driven coach… I’m not 12 anymore and it’s like sooo ’80s!)

I also have this idea that when I do get into it, I would probably say, “Ok.  This is it?”  All this life long preparation for one day?  But right now, I’m thinking all the fuss is all worth it.  I’ll think about that hindsight thought when the situation to actually be entitled to that hindsight thought happens!

And at the same time,  I remain hopeful because I know that God knows the desires of my heart.  And I know that God has already prepared it.  Grace already did it and it included even this simple thing of wanting to marry a man after God’s own heart who I really think is not only great, but quite hot too.  (at least in my eyes, never mind the others.)

I have just got to be open.  (And I am actually open.  I swear it.)

But for right now, it’s my fourth dress.  I get to wear plum.  I joked to the bride to be that we’ll be Christmas grapes during her December wedding.  Then of course I told her that I am happy that God put together a great tandem.  I am so looking forward to see it happen before my very eyes.

Then now of course, I am busy planning the bridal shower.  Any crazy (yet wholesome) ideas out there?  So far, I’ve instructed everyone to bring very good lingerie for gifts.