And so after all the excitement of becoming Mr & Mrs W. to be … the time came to start planning. Just on the excitement, you can only imagine how many hours I have spent staring at my ring and squealing at friends and family over the phone. Poor Mr W., I really don’t think he was prepared for this side of things. His ears are still ringing.
So back to the planning. We really don’t want a long engagement, so we pretty much set the date the night Mr W. proposed … 12th November 2011. Yep, while Mr W. watched Metallica … I gazed at the way the pretty lights reflected off my engagement ring … and planned the wedding … I’m a woman, I can multitask!!
After just 2 weeks, I, oh sorry, I mean we, had the entire wedding organised for Perth … celebrant was booked, reception venue booked and deposit paid … limo booked, hairdresser and flowers … they were all crossed off my list. Everyone thought we were too eager booking everything straight away … but come on, look at our track record, do we ever wait around for things? I think not! I mean, let’s be honest … with the timeline we’ve been keeping, we should really be married by Christmas!
A few weeks after we were engaged my gorgeous best friend flew to Newman for a surprise visit … she arrived in red dirt splendour, a bottle of Moet under her arm. We were all sitting around the kitchen table day dreaming about the wedding when Mr W. pushed an open book towards me … opened to a page displaying Home Valley Station. All it took was one look from Mr W. (and some encouraging from my bestie) and I was sold.
And so, the next day I jumped on the phone, rang HV Station … and booked the entire wedding. The only catch is that we have to bring the wedding forward to 3rd September 2011 … but that is definitely not a problem … the sooner the better!
All those months ago (he he) when we travelled the Gibb River Road together we had joked that if we ever got married it would be at Home Valley Station … and now here we were getting married … at Home Valley Station, among the gorgeous Cockburn Ranges and Pentecost River. It just felt right. The next chapter of our lives together is set to commence where it had originally began …
And so began “something boab, something blue” …