Committed (nuptial man)

Hello, so, it turns out that last weekend the world didn't end, as portended for the third time by that mad Harold Camping fellow, and I got married. All up, that's a pretty successful weekend, I'd say. 

Also, never fear, loyal follower! Not only did the world not end but this blog won't neither! At least not straightaway, anyway. Inspired by the one lovely wedding guest who told me to keep this beast rumbling, I plan to upload a few blogs over the coming weeks reflecting on how awesome the wedding went (and how awesome it is to be married), the awesome things that went on and were said on the day, some awesome photographs and other assorted awesome ephemera for anybody who's interested.

Hopefully those posts'll be, you know, quite good or thereabouts. 

And, who knows, perhaps I will eventually commence uploading my worried thoughts as prenatal man? (Calm down mum, this'll be years away.)

I shall start this one with a few of the lessons I have learned, having now been through a wedding, for the benefit of other prenuptial men out there:

1. Practise your chalkpersonship before the morning of the wedding. This is particularly important if you plan on having a blackboard with directions for guests.
2. If you are having a cocktail-style wedding, ask your venue to put a plate of food aside for you and the wife. Your mouth will be too busy talking to eat and you'll miss out on most of the delicious goodies you carefully selected.
3. Don't be fooled into thinking that, because you are not doing full speeches, you can get away with a hastily-scribbled note of thank-yous. You will forget to thank some people and feel rotten about it for days afterward. This includes your friends who got there early to help set up chairs, your other friends who stayed back late to help remove chairs, and your cousin who flew all the way from the UK just for the weekend and whom you didn't get much of a chance to chat with. Clearly, these are people who should be thanked and praised.
4. You will probably be doomed from the start if you try to talk to everybody at the reception. You'll most likely end up talking to most people not nearly enough, rudely ceasing conversations to move onto the next guests and repeat. Instead, focus on those people who travelled the farthest to be there and whom you see least often. You can catch up with your regular chums at the post-wedding pub hoedown a following weekend. 
5. You'll forget heaps of stuff, like leaving the caketoppers in the hotel room. Luckily you'll also have many friends and relatives willing to help out with your mini-crises, like your dad, who'll ransack your hotel room to try to find those caketoppers while you have a good time not talking to enough people.
6. Getting married and having a big party is fucking fantastic. Stop putting it off. If you've nabbed the right one, don't lose her. 

I was going to write something about regrets as well but it's late now and I'm lazy so I'll save it for next post. In the meantime, look at these awesome pics uploaded by our awesome photographer. These are just some of the advanced previews, note, so there should be loads more coming.

It's only right that the rest of the world sees how tremendously beautiful Vicky looks.