Confessions of a Drama Mama

Actually it’s 2 nights before la. But to say it’s the night before is a more catchy title what, yes?

Anyhow, most of the stuff’s been done. Most people ask ’so how, everything settled?’. Actually there will never be a time, even 2 minutes before walking down the aisle, where you can surely say ‘ya, everything’s a-ok’

So all I can do is to try my best to arrange everything I can possible think of and then cross my fingers and hope for the best. Just did the dowry/gift exchange last night. I’m glad both families were there. Mum was really sweet (no more monster mum!) - she teared a little when she told Max to take care of me. Here’s what she gave:

Some are strange but the thought of it all is so sweet la. It’s finally feeling like my parents are getting involved. Very nice feeling. Tonight we settle the seating arrangement. The major stuff’s been passed to Alisa (my official kaypoh!), angpows prepared… Guess that’s it. Oh ya, collected the marriage cert at ROM today (we forgot!!)

Now just cross my fingers and hope and pray!!! (no rain, no sea-sickness, no rain, no sea-sickness!!!)

Signing off for the last time as MISS TAN!!!

It’s strange that today, 15 more days to my big day (sheesh, I started counting at 100 plus!), I am totally stress free and relaxed.

Mummy was right - it’s not just about the wedding. It’s about the two people the wedding is for, and everything else is calafare. Of course, Mummy is also CEO of "Make Adora Stressed" Pte Ltd. Dad and Max are major shareholders.

Now I don’t understand why so many brides-to-be are fussing about their gowns being 1 inch too short or not having the ‘right’ proposal ring (I don’t even have. I told Max I didn’t want. But then again, sometimes I think I’m too practical for my own good. Leting him off too easy eh?), or worrying about the number of bottles of wine. We decided on X number of bottles and if that’s not enough, come on, our guests know they’re not there for a wine tasting event. And if they really want more wine, I guess the airport’s 7-eleven would be the closest and best bet.

Just relax and enjoy yourself la. In 5, 10, 20 years, you want to look back at your photos and see the two of you smiling at each other. The little moments like that will make you remember how special that day was. People will remember seeing how radiant and loving you looked, not how bad the wine was.

The other night I had a dream. And in the dream it was exactly how I imagined the wedding to be. Dad and I sneaking off to get on the yacht, trying hard to be unseen. Us having a father-daughter talk while on it (I can imagine I would cry - better ask make-up artiste to give me waterproof mascara), then finally arriving at the jetty. Alisa helping me with my gown, me clinging on to Dad’s arm as he walks down the aisle and people clapping) I really heard them clap and cheer in my dream!) and then handing me over to Max.

That’s when I woke up but I remember waking up with a smile.

This is the solemnisation venue. Beautiful isn’t it?

My colleagues have been really sweet, helping me make the containers for the rice. My boss said that in Sweden it’s illegal to throw rice cos pigeons eat it and die cos their stomachs get bloated. He asked me to throw corn instead. Or cooked rice. Hopeless romantic he sure is.

Went for my first fitting of the wedding gown I had tailored. I like it so much. It’s so @#*&^&^%$*(!^^ seksi! (If I may say so myself) I so can’t wait to collect the finished product!!!!

My hen’s night today’s been cancelled cos my chief bridesmaid is sick. Which works out fine cos I’m quite tired too. Last night was up till 2 making cones haha. Max tried to help with the cones too but seeing him struggle so much with the ribbons, I couldn’t help laughing.

To all those who have graciously accepted our wedding invitation, we really do look forward to seeing you there. We’re quite sure you won’t need another scented candle or fruit cake or cutesy bear so we probably won’t be giving anything away ok? We’d just like you to relax and enjoy yourselves.

For those of you who will be driving, please drop me an email so that I can give you a more detailed map (junliat@gmail.com). For those of you who are opting for public transport, we have arranged 2 free trips from Tanah Merah MRT station. Pick up is at 5.30pm. You can take the same shuttle out after the dinner as well. Time will be err after the dinner.

i’ve always felt like an in-between. when i was in primary 1 i felt too tall and therefore not small and cute like my classmates.

during the rare moments when i do something real well, i feel like a genius. most times at work i feel lik i’m just taking orders.

in my early 20s i wasn’t fat but i wasn’t skinny either. so i embarked on a never-ending diet. it’s scary to remember the things i did to try to shed the kilos. i’d jog at bedok stadium every night, skip meals or feasted on bread and water (once i fainted in the office cos i was so hungry). you wouldn’t believe it if i said i was also a loyal expressions customer for a while. none of it worked.

but at the back of my head i knew i didn’t want to be a chubby bride (ladies, you understand, don’t you?). so when i lost my 6kg with herbalife (thank you ah choo for pestering me to try it. i admit i was the mostest skepticalest person!), i was estatic of course. (and max fell in love with me in my chubby state so i now know that it was my money and not my beauty that attracted him)

so of course i’m happy for being able to keep my weight off and i know it’s got health benefits (too much to explain) but it’s only today at the company’s health screening (free what, so just go la) and hearing so many people complain about their results and how much advice they received about needing to cut down on certain foods or exercise more, that really made me realise i’ve been taking for granted what so many people do not have - good health.

it was a moment of realisation for me. and yet another moment to stop and count my blessings. guess today i’ll cut down on some complaining…

btw, not lying: 2003 (left) vs 2005 with 27 candles (right)