I knew I would be posting this a few days after my friend’s wedding even though there’s a draft post waiting to be published. I decided to go ahead with this considering the fact that the wedding is still fresh in my memory. Now you don’t want to know i’m writing in green ink! Why? Coincidentally, green was the bride’s colour of choice and so her bridal party was somewhat greenful (my English).
Gosh! I’msure I came so close to my wedding day, my freind and I have come a long way, we’ve blended so much that we could readily pass for sisters, we have quite a number of things in common, same age, size, stature, frame, taste, passion, friends, outlook, position in the family and most importantly, similar values; just on her wedding day, I yet discovered another similarity ( a rather funny one indeed).
I wouldn’t bore you with the pre wedding details and all the attending gists plus my green pen is messing up and I may have to resort to a black or blue one in no time! It’s Sunday morning, my friend is a day old in her marriage and i’m missing her already, I was so tempted to call her late last night, I ended up not calling cuz I confronted myself with the realization that these two will be securing their future; howsoever, I dunno!
… switch to blue biro, feels better!!
Like I said, it’s Sunday morning, i’ve been to church already, had to come back early, i’ve got slight sore throat, a bad cold, bags underneath my eyes, I’m just generally tired and I need to get some well deserved rest before Monday morning comes. The past few days have been quite demanding as the ‘best lady’ (meanwhile, I heard there’s no such thing o!) or better still, the Chief bride’s maid, hmmn, CBM or BL, I was her primary attendant that day and i tell you, it wasn’t easy, i guess my trouble started when i got my feet into a pair of high heeled cut-above shoes (pretty but pinching!).
I picked up my pen when sleep evaded my eyes, now it looks like it’s haunting me and as such I may have to quit abruptly plus i’m not sure which part of the story to share and what part not to. But at least, you know what i was up to this weekend!
P.S. She handed me her live bouquet as a parting gift (amidst hugs ‘n’ tears). I wish I could keep it forever. She called me this morning, apparently on her way to the moon!
