Okay so I know I’m probably needlessly stressing myself out, but that’s just what I seem to be doing these days. All of this new, extra, needless stress is because, after talking to Jenna for a while about it, I’ve decided I want to learn ice skating before the wedding. I know, I probably sound like I’ve completely lost my marbles, and most of my friends are probably wondering why on earth I’d need to learn to ice skate before my wedding.
My wonderful fiancé/husband to be grew up in the north of France, and because he was desperate to get married near where he grew up, that’s exactly what we’re doing. The problem with that, of course, is that the only time that really suited us to do a big wedding and then holiday was during the Australian summer, which meant that it would be winter in Europe. So I’ve been frantically trying to organise my dream wedding in a different country in a language a don’t speak. As if that isn’t difficult enough, when I was talking to Michael about the wedding last night, he mentioned that he’d really love to go ice skating afterwards. Which sounds absolutely beautiful, except that I can’t ice skate.
When I was talking to Jenna about that conversation later, I realised that I actually really did want to learn to ice skate, that it wasn’t just some whim or a result of being pressured into it, it was something I wanted to do. The trouble is, of course, that I’m so busy with work and arranging my wedding more or less all the time, and I’ve decided that I want it to be a secret from Michael, so I can surprise him on the day, that I’ll hardly have anytime time to learn to skate. I wouldn’t even know where to start! Where do people ice skate in Melbourne? Time to find out!