Best. Weekend. Ever.

Assalaamu Alaikum :)

I told myself that I wouldn't write any wedding-related posts only because ... well, I just didn't feel like it. But now I'm rethinking that. I think I should write at least some posts of my wedding planning because in the future, I would be able to come back here and remember the memories I had during this time.

My weekend was simply great, alhamdulillah. On Saturday, my fiance's family came over to my house so that we can go together to the banquet hall we are interested in for the wedding. It was a really nice setting ... we were going over the menu for each day. My goodness, so much food! Finally, after completing that list, we were off to the banquet hall.

Mind you, we left around 11pm and there was a sikh wedding in progress. It was soo funny because we were all under dressed! And it was a pretty huge wedding too, about 700 people, so my dad says. Loud, it was very very loud. I honestly couldn't hear myself think! I had been to this place a couple of times in the past but I never really paid attention to it so I was finally able to really see the place. I like it! Now, it doesn't take too long to check out a hall and my dad was busy talking about prices, etc. The rest of us didn't know what else to do. So we'd walk outside and stand there for a while because it was just too loud for us inside. And then we'd walk back in because it was getting chilly outside! Luckily, there was a couch available for our mothers to sit on.

I noticed a picture on display of the bride and groom and told my fiance that I was going to go look at it. During that time, I noticed the guestbook on the table .... tee hee I went back to him and asked him, "dare me to write in their guestbook?" haha So he dared me and we went and I wrote "congratulations" and he told me to sign it with our names haha Then he added something too. We ran away from there as soon as we were done in fear that the bodyguards present would kick us out. Our families must have looked so odd, just standing around ... we were probably the only Muslim family standing in the lobby looking uncomfortable.

The next day, we all met up at the Markham Fair mella ... such a crappy mella. I wasn't pleased with anything I saw there. Then again, I wasn't looking for clothes so maybe if I was, I would have seen some nice things. But I was more interested in something else which I could not find *sigh* I guess it is off to Gerrard I go! My family had to leave the mella earlier because we were going to visit my lovely cousin who lives close by. We had sooo much fun because we were playing table tennis in her basement. I was extra excited to play because my fiance is always telling me how he gets together with his co-workers and plays ping-pong just before the day is over ... now it was my time to shine!

Alhamdulillah :)