12 months…

12 months to go until I am officially a wife!

It’s been a while since I’ve provided an update. I don’t think anyone really reads this blog anyway but if you’re still around and you’re still reading this… Hi!

At the start of the month, G and I headed into the city to visit our jeweller, the same one that created my beautiful engagement ring. We tried on some wedding bands for G and got a few ideas on size and style for him. My wedding band was easy – an identical match to the band on my engagement ring! Easy!

A couple of weeks ago G and I headed down to the South Coast to attend the South Coast Wedding Fair and Wedding Trail. Our venue had an open weekend and it had been styled beautifully by the event planner there. It was wonderfully paired with florals which were arranged by our wedding florsist as well which came in handy given we were hoping to bump into some of our booked vendors while we were there.

Not only did we meet our florist and have a chat with her about how we would like our wedding styled, but we also met the owner of the DJ/MC company we had booked. We also bumped into our photographer who we had booked and met with much earlier this year, but it was great to have a chat with him again.

We also met other vendors who provided other services such as cake art, light up signs, lawn games and even ALPACAS! As much as I’d love an alpaca at my wedding, I don’t think we’re going to be able to squeeze that into our budget.

Alpacaaaaaaaaaaaas!!!

Last weekend, I continued my hunt for my dream wedding dress and after 8 months, 4 stores and about 30 dresses later, I said yes to the dress at Luv Bridal in Crows Nest. The dress I chose may or may not be a dress that I have shown a few of my friends (and even my fiance) before… I guess you’ll have to wait 12 months to find out!

So everything is still planned for the 28th of August, 2021 there is still a chance we may have to postpone. My bridal party and my mum are in Melbourne. While their case numbers are decreasing, the state’s premier isn’t too keen on lifting the lockdown restrictions and curfews any time soon. In fact, he is looking to extend their “State of Emergency” for an additional 12 months. Not to say that restrictions will stay in place but I mean 12 months is still a long way away and they could open the borders. But it could potentially mean that my side of my bridal party, along with my friends who live in Melbourne, may not be able to attend.

I am hoping for the best, as we all should; my fingers are crossed that the restrictions are lifted and the borders are opened with minimal or no requirement to hotel quarantine.

In the interim, I will continue planning while working from home like most of the country is still doing. Speaking of working from home, I haven’t been to the office for almost 3 months. Why?

Oh… did I mention I dislocated and broke my ankle almost 3 months ago? Yeah, while (attempting) to roller-skate. It wasn’t my first time, so let’s just clear that up. I have roller-skated in the past year and have done so without breaking any bones. It just so happened that at the start of June, I decided to finish work early one afternoon (with permission from my manager of course), so I could take advantage of the afternoon sun. I got home, got my skates which were placed out for me by G, and headed over to the school across the road.

I put my things down, geared up and started putting my boots on. Of course, in my mind I said, “Don’t put your boots on here, this isn’t flat and you’ll hurt yourself.” It was something I’d said to myself often and usually I would listen to the inner voice. But on this one occasion, I did not. So I laced up, stood up, lost my balance and landed on my ankle.

While I was on the floor, the first thought that came to my head was “oh my God, did I just break my ankle?” I propped myself up and looked down at my leg. Yup. It was not… the way it should have been!

I reached over to my phone, called G who luckily was working from home at the time and he raced over to me. While waiting for him, other people who were at the courts came over to help me. I wasn’t in pain yet, but I knew that it was going to hit me soon.

Someone called an ambulance for me and after 45 mins of waiting with G and the others who were there, I was finally on the green whistle and on way to Ryde Hospital. I was admitted into emergency and had my ankle relocated and placed in a half plaster cast which would come off the following day when I had surgery.

The following day, I went into surgery and had 2 plates and 14 screws placed to hold my ankle together while it healed. I was put into another plaster cast which I would have for 2 weeks before I was put into a full fibreglass cast (in blue of course) which I had for 4 weeks. I stayed at the hospital for 2 nights, returning home on the Saturday.

After 6 weeks of being in a cast, I was finally out of my cast and into… a bandage tube which is just compression. There was no requirement for a moon boot, as everything healed nicely. The fun part of physio and rehab was about to begin!

My first time standing on my right leg was scary though – I almost fainted because of the pain and had to sit down for a few moments until I was back to normal. But after that, I was on my way home to do my exercises so I could get back to walking.

So… the moral of the story is don’t put your roller-skates on where the surface is not flat and levelled.

I know some of you might be saying “or just don’t roller-skate at all” and that’s totally your choice but it’s rude and kind of patronising. If roller-skating isn’t your thing, then that’s fine but saying something like that to me, annoys me. I have some friends who have said this after learning of my accident and sure, that would seem the logical thing to do… for someone who doesn’t like to roller-skate but for me, it’s something I enjoyed as a kid and I want to enjoy again as an adult. It’s not for everyone. (Sorry about that mini rant – it just struck a nerve!)

Anyway, back to the original reason for this post.

12 months to go until I am officially a wife! I cannot wait until this time next year where I will be waking up with my bridal party, getting all dolled up with them by my side, before slipping into my amazing dream wedding dress, and walking down the aisle to marry the man of my dreams. We will then wine and dine and party into the night with our nearest and dearest on an amazing property in the South Coast (maybe with some alpacas too!)

Fingers crossed everything between now and then works out, not just for G and I, but for everyone.

So to my fellow readers, stay safe and stay clean!

~kdb.

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