Tuesday, June 9, 2015

Here Comes the Bride ....Mouth to mouth required !

Evening all,

At the end of last month I sat down & started to write a blog. It was a cold Sunday afternoon,dinner was in the oven & I was sipping a lovely glass of red wine. The house was clean & I  was in a very chilled zone.The topic of my blog was energy, the kind of energy that pushed a business forward, the kind of energy that no amount of hours in the gym or  Red Bull can activate, the kind of energy I had been feeling of late.

I was trying to explain, that, that  kind of  energy comes from somewhere deep within you. It's a kind of energy that pulls you out of bed, when every bone & your body is screaming no !An energy that comes from being excited about your business or your life. As I typed away merrily, sipping my wine, I became very  aware that at 6pm Mr. Delicious, was not yet home. After a very long day (& week) he was still in work, It felt wrong to write about energy...I knew he was exhausted & despite my own excitement about our business, I was beginning to feel tried too.

No sooner had I committed the blog to "Drafts",than the energy I'd been eulogising just minutes  earlier seemed to abandon my body  and  bizarrely I have been exhausted ever since.The daily rhythm of  life, up early, dash, dash, dash...deadline after deadline culminating with the organisation of a wedding on the June bank holiday weekend finally caught up.

....I cannot even begin to describe how much energy the organisation of a wedding saps from a small event planner...it looms in the distance overshadowing everything until two days before it arrives. Like a well prepared Leaving Cert student you know you've put the work in..but what if something goes wrong...this is the most important day of somebodies life & they've given ME the responsibility to organise it.(What were they thinking..!!.) It consumes every ounce of your being. My bride was gorgeous, her wedding was planned by her in meticulous detailed excel sheets & folders...my plans for her wedding were a few scribbles at the bottom of the Cater hire list.

The success of her wedding was in my hands...I trusted me & my team, but she was right to be nervous. Her wedding was in my head, only I could see it.

On the morning of the wedding I probably got more good luck texts than the bride herself.The wedding in a private house was a triumph...my team from The CaterWaiter were sublime...Mr Delicious was outstanding ..the bride was overwhelmed by our transformation of a beautiful drawing room in Rathmines to a fairy tale wedding banqueting hall.

As for me, with dinner out of the way & the dancing in full swing, people were offering me champagne, toasting my great work, but as the release of pressure took over & the exhaustion impaled itself in me, I knew that it wasn't a drink I needed  keep me going, 'twas   mouth to mouth resuscitation.

Sweet dreams !

Shirley