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The Groomsmen

13:07

Hello folks!

Hope everyone is well.

Tonight's bridal series post is one for the guys. It's all about....

THE GROOMSMEN!

So in my last post "The Bridesmaids", I had said how important these ladies are on the day. The Groomsmen are equally as important. Well, I think they are.

The day myself and Craig tie the knot, I'm sure he is going to want his closets friends by his side. These lads are as important to me as they are to Craig. My happily ever after is depending on these four. They have two jobs they have to do for me.

1. Don't get Craig twisted before he walks down to isle.

2. Make sure he gets down the isle.

(Lads, if ye are reading this, ye have been warned!)

I kid, our four groomsmen and our four bridesmaids are not just part of our wedding party, they are part of our lives. And there is no better eight to make sure we enjoy our day to the fullest!

So now comes the suit!

I'm pretty sure 99.9% of men couldn't careless what kind of suit they wear. So I'm not to worried about the suits. But we do have some styles and colors in mind. And obviously the guys will have a say in what they wear. I couldn't be that mean!

We have both decided that a black suit isn't what we want.

So here are some ideas of what suits we are looking at...

I am in love with the navy suit, brown shoes and a brown belt. Wow!

And the tie to match the bridesmaids dresses.

Now, if anyone knows Craig, they will know he is obsessed with superheros. You all ready know where this is going, don't you? And you would be right. The groomsmen, whether they like it or not, will have some sort of superhero theme going on with their suits. And to be honest, I don't mind at all. It makes for funny photos.

But this one is my favorite!

So there you have folks!

Thanks so much for reading.

Next weeks post is make up related!

Jamie May X

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The Engagement Party

17:33

Hello my friends. Hope you are all well. So I missed my last weeks "Wedding Wednesdays" as I was in bed with the flu. But here it is, the second instalment of my bridal series......

"The Engagement Party"

"Organising an engagement party is just as stressful!"

Ok for me, organising this party was just as stressful as trying to organise the wedding. Am I over exaggerating? Nope! & here is why..

Food- Having too much food, having too little food. There is never an in between. And unfortunately for us we had way too much food left over. We were giving trays of chicken to people leaving. Sure who needs a goodie bag & a bit of cake? Few trays of drumsticks, be grand!

Numbers- Alright this can happen at anything really, but trying to get numbers for a party is impossible, am I right? Hence why we had too much food.

Chatting- Trying to talk to everyone. It was so hard to get around to talk to everyone and thank everyone for coming. I can only imagine what it is going to be like on our wedding day.

The Dress- Obviously trying to find the right outfit for the night is important. Thankfully, I fell in love with my dress from River Island the second I saw it. I doubt it will be that easy for the big day!

Makeup- Thankfully this was the last thing I needed to worry about because I knew it would turn out amazing. Thanks to the fabulous Laura Dempsey Makeup, for making me look and feel amazing on the night. Such a talented MUA & who is also booked for my wedding day! Here's a before & after picture-

There were other little bits that stressed the life out of me, but I'm not going to go into it. That's another days work :)

Capturing the Moment

It was so important for me and Craig to have photographs taking on the night. Thankfully a friend of Craig's helped us out (Suzi Photos). Here are some moments captured that night.

The Bridesmaids

Peace n' Pout

The Boyband/ Groomsmen

Mama bear & her 2 cubs

The Maid of Honour/ the sister

Ah would ya look!

The best picture of the night!

Laugh's, Memories & Tear's

So it was a night of mixed emotions. For the majority of the night I was on a high, until it came to thanking everyone. I swore to myself all that week I was not going to cry when it came to talking over the microphone. Low and behold, I cried. But the reason I broke down was not because I was excited to get married (which I am), or the fact there was so much food left over, or my nerves talking in front of a room of people. It was because, even though we had our nearest and dearests there to celebrate the night with us, there was one person missing. My Dad. Looking around that room & not seeing him standing up with his camera mortifying me, was like someone had kicked me in the stomach. It made a lump in my throat & a knot in my stomach. Having so much excitement ahead in the next 2 years & not having Dad here to enjoy it with us, is so hard. But I know he's here egging us on & will be there the day I take my first step down that isle.

A picture can capture a 1000 words.

And there you have it! Our engagement party. I hope you all enjoyed having a read, if you did give it a little thumbs up on FB.

I enjoyed writing this one. A night full of memories.

Till next time guys!

Love J x

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Saying Yes!

16:58

Hi guys, so its been a while. This is my first post for my "Wedding Series". I have decided to start this series to bring you all on my journey to my big day!

So as you can guess from the title "Saying Yes", this post is about how Craig popped the question & how Craig, all those years ago, became part of my life!

Friends Forever

Does anyone remember being a kid and at home you had a group of friends who were like family? Ye spent every day of summer together. Hanging around the estate not doing a thing but it was best thing in the world. & if it was miserable outside, everyone huddled into the porch or front room of either of your houses. Those were the days! And that was the first time I met Craig.

Craig's grandparents lived around the corner from my house growing up & Craig was up there quite a bit, so that's how our friendship started.

Drifted Apart

As we grow up life & circumstances change. People go their separate ways. That's life I guess. So as we both grew up, Craig's grandparents moved, so Craig wasn't up to us as much. & then girlfriends & boyfriends came on the scene. Groups of friends changed & we kind of lost contact. I still always thought of him as a close friend, even though we didn't see each other everyday.

1 Vodka, 2 Vodka, 3 Vodka, Floor

I think the heading there may be self explanatory. To cut a long story short I had a little bit too much to drink one night. Went out with a few of the girls & we headed to "Ruby's Nightclub". Was at the bar, having more drink... When I turned around and the first person my eyes met were Craig's! I had not seen Craig in so long, my heart was pounding (that could of been all the alcohol I had consumed at this point). Now I would like to tell you this story is really romantic. We locked eyes across the dance floor, slowly walk towards each other, oblivious to our surroundings & had a long romantic kiss... But unfortunately for me that is not what happened. I rugby tackled him! Yes, you read right, RUGBY TACKLED him! Thankfully my clumsiness didn't make him run a mile.

Tough Times Never Last, Tough People Do

So that's where it all began, in a nightclub. But the road was never easy for us. We have had our ups and downs over the years, with me suffering with mental health to stress and pressures from outside factors. It wasn't always easy, but what ever is. I have suffered with mental health problems for a long time & at times it came between our relationship but Craig never left my side. I would never of blamed him if he did leave because living with someone who has mental health issues can be tough and straining on a relationship. But we came out the other side of it a hell of a lot stronger!

Saying Yes!

So being together nearly 7 years, people were always asking "oh when is the big day?" or when someone else got engaged or married, "Oh ye will be next". Getting engaged was something we only talked about recently enough but I never thought Craig would propose so soon (not that I'm complaining). I bet you're all dying to know how he did it, aren't ya? Well, even if you don't want to know, you're about to find out!

Ok, so this Christmas was our first Christmas living together and it was also the first without my dad. It was really hard not having my dad here to enjoy the holidays with us & Christmas did not mean much to me this year. But.... on Christmas day I opened on my present from Craig that was under the tree, opening it I had no clue what was in it.. When I opened the box, this is what I found...

Talk about a sweetheart!

I will be honest, I did sit on the ground for about 10 minutes bawling my eyes out before he got an answer ( I like to keep him on his toes). But as you know now, I said YES!!

Fiancée or Beyoncé

Is being engaged all its cracked up to be? Too right it is. It has made me feel so much more closer to Craig & knowing that we are planning the rest of our lives together just feels amazing. Oh and calling each other Beyoncé instead of fiancée never gets old.

Thank you so much for reading the first post of my "Wedding Series". I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did writing it.

Stay tuned for my next one.

Love J

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07:04

anxiety

Fighting A War Against Myself

15:07

The shouting and screaming matches that seem to happen everyday, give me a constant headache. It gets louder and louder, and never seems to stop. Some days she can be nice and she keeps her opinions to herself but some days she is a heartless cow. No one can hear the doubting prompts or the constant criticising she loves to do, only me. No one hears how she belittles me and makes me feel so empty. No one hears it because that she, is me. The constant shouting and screaming is me, in my own head. Doubting everything and criticising my every action.

Everyday I fight a battle, a battle I feel like I am never going to win. Around four years ago I was diagnosed with depression. I pretended for five years that I was okay and I was so good at it. Not a soul knew the struggle I faced everyday. But four years ago, I finally had the courage to go seek help. And I'm so glad that I did. People think there is some sort of weakness in asking for help. There isn't! Asking for help shows strength. It shows that you are finally brave enough to speak about how you are feeling. And that alone is a huge step.

Having depression is one thing but having anxiety as well, well that's a different ball game altogether.

Three weeks ago I was put on tablets for anxiety.

Anxiety has always been a part of my life, whether or not I wanted it to be. Being anxious 99.9% of the time is tiring. Constantly over thinking situations that have not happened yet and over analyzing every aspect of my life. Walking from my car to college is a huge thing every morning. Passing people on the street makes me panic. Even being in a situation with more than two or three people makes me feel ill. My chest gets tight and I feel like I can't breathe. It's such a horrible feeling and feeling it take over and not being able to control it makes it harder.

So for me, having anxiety is where you worry about the future so much, even though it that hasn't even happened yet. Feeling so overwhelmed around people and physically not feeling well. Then have depression, that is the opposite end of the spectrum. Feeling so low and hopeless, not being able to concentrate, finding it hard to see beyond tomorrow. The list goes on for both of these for me. But having both of these is so exhausting. Trying to deal with this everyday is so tiring.

But as most people know, I'm not one to just give up and throw in the towel. Yeah everyday is a struggle in it's self but I'm taking each day on and giving it the best shot I can.

Every morning when I wake up it's a battle and some days I am very close to surrendering but I can't! Because I'm fighting a war against myself, and I am going to win!

Thanks so much for reading everyone, this is just a brief post about my struggle with both anxiety and depression. Feel free to share.

J x

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