But I refuse to be called "misis". I made my new hubby promise never to introduce me to his friends as "misis ko". It sounds so losyang! In return, I promised him I would never smell like garlic and onion (that's because he'll be the one doing the cooking!) Hey, it's win-win, no?
So anyway, the Tagaytay garden wedding that I've always wanted finally happened. And I've learned a few important things that I wish I knew back when I was planning the whole thing.
Lesson no. 1: The most important lesson I've learned, which is pretty much useless now, since I won't be needing wedding 101 anytime soon, or ever again. But if you’re getting married, and you love yourself, and if your mind is of any importance to you, GET A WEDDING PLANNER! Otherwise, you're just gonna lose it at some point. I thought it would be fun to do it all myself. I’m a control freak, and I thought hiring a professional wedding specialist would be unnecessary. Plus, they don’t come cheap. But now I fully understand why. It’s because when you’re planning a wedding, you eat stress for breakfast, lunch, and dinner! And sometimes, you’ll have it for dessert too. Sa sobrang busog mo sa stress, yun na din ang ipoopoops mo. I’m not kidding! I enjoyed my wedding, but I admit, I would’ve had smaller eye bags if I got us a planner.
Lesson no. 2: Takes lots of vitamins. In fact, overdose on vitamin C. If you’re exhausted, and stressed, and sleep-deprived, your immune system is most likely to get back at you during that final week. Two days before the big day, I was burning up with fever, and I had cough and cold, and asthma. I lost my voice, which sucked because I was supposed to sing and record my vow. Vitamins could’ve been my best friend. But if it’s all too late for that, and you desperately want your voice back instantly, read
Lesson no. 3: Two words. Watermelon Frost. It’s magic! I love my sister for searching the whole of metro manila for this, the night before the wedding. And I love our pastor for letting me know such thing exists. You see our officiating pastor is also a Papuri! Singer, and when I told him I lost my voice, he told me to buy Watermelon Frost from Chinese Drugstores. He guaranteed it works. And it did. What he missed telling me was how disgusting it tasted. It was revolting! But really, I still believe the prayers worked more than the watermelon spray. Funny, I was ready to read the original vow that I wrote, because by lunch time, I still haven’t got my voice back. And then on the way to ceremony, I couldn’t find my vow. What was there was the lyrics of the song version. So I tried to sing it because it would sound weird to read the lyrics aloud. And voila, there my voice was. I was still a little hoarse, but it was enough to pull off a short song.
Lesson no. 4: Stock up on food for after the wedding because you’ll never have the appetite to eat the food that you paid for at the reception. I’d been so excited about the food because we loved every single dish during the food tasting, but we barely touched anything at the reception. So by midnight, our stomachs were grumbling, and all we had in our villa was a huge bottle of water.
I won’t be getting married again, so I’m not sure how these lessons could be of any use to me. But maybe you are, so goodluck!
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