Wedding day trials and tribulations

Afternoon everyone.

Myself and hubby went to a wedding on Saturday. It was the wedding of a lovely young lady who we met through work and we became great friends, not only with her, but with her family too. She came to our Special School as an apprentice teaching assistant. This isn't the easiest of jobs to do at the best of times but to be put into a class of 15/16 year olds with behavioural issues who are supercharged with hormones when you're only 19 yourself must of been absolutely terrifying. She was put into Hubby's class (Year 11) and under his amazing care she thrived. I (as a senior Teaching Assistant) advised, encouraged and supported her and gave gentle pushes in the right direction when needed. She has grown in confidence and has gone on to get a first class honours degree in Education and we couldn't be prouder of her. She has always called us "her work parents" and we have adopted her into our life and hearts. She still often asks our advice even though we have now retired. We meet up every few weeks for a coffee and catch up and are always in contact via the phone. We go out for meals with her, her new hubby and her parents who are lovely people. It's funny how people come into our lives when we least expect it and then you can't imagine a time when they weren't part of it. 

It was a beautiful church wedding and then reception in the Peak District. She looked stunning and was the calmest bride I think I've ever seen. I, on the other hand, was not so calm prior to arriving at the wedding, I had hunted high and low for a new outfit to wear and couldn't find anything that I liked. I had a really nice outfit comprising of a linen dress and matching long jacket that I wore for my brother's wedding in the wardrobe and, as the weather was so nice, thought I would wear that. I decided that I would just give it a quick wash to freshen it up as it had been hanging in the wardrobe. I washed and ironed it and hung it up ready to put on. On the morning of the wedding I had washed my hair with some shampoo and conditioner that had been a birthday present and I'd not used before. It smelled lovely and it was not until I had dried my hair that I realised that it was really limp and looked like I'd not washed it for a week! I think maybe I'd used too much of the conditioner or not rinsed it enough so it was back in the shower and start again. This wasted half an hour I didn't have so I was now on a very tight schedule. You can imagine my horror when I put on my dress and it wouldn't zip up! I called hubby but he couldn't do it either, not even close. I'm saying it must of shrunk in the wash but hubby is saying (bravely) that perhaps I've put on a few pounds since I last wore it. Either way, I had ten minutes to get dressed before we had to leave after the hair horror and I had a wedding outfit complete with matching hat, shoes and bag that were going nowhere. I was literally pulling dresses from my wardrobe - the bedroom looked like it had been ransacked!- until I settled on an outfit I had worn for my son's wedding 2 years ago. I might add that I am not a dressy person so didn't have an awful lot of choice. Once I'd got over the disappointment not only of not being able to wear the original outfit but also the fact that I couldn't actually fit into it, I went on to have a really lovely day. Just proves that we fret over the silliest of things and really nobody even would of known or cared that it wasn't my first choice. Moral of the story is always try on outfits before I need to wear them if I've not worn then for a while! Either that or eat less!

Jules x

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