And a word from the soon-to-be groom...

*This contribution was submitted by the one, the only Mr. Brandon Fulton - aka the groom in this off kilter, big Scottish wedding style affair... my understanding is that more posts from him are to follow...

70 days till the wedding and I'm finally making my contribution to the blog [EDITOR’s NOTE: Brandon has been saying he would do this for about 6 months...]. It has taken me this long to figure out what to say and now as I am stuck at a bank watching Alien verses Predator Requiem I feel it is time... 

An iPhone Lightsabre fight to the finish between Brandon and Lanny... 

I'm scared, but Carter looks relaxed like Yoda...

I find it weird that I'm getting married soon. Not the fact I'm getting married, but the fact that I'm going to spend the rest of my life with my high school sweetheart (which is interesting because we are the couple that everyone said wouldn't last, but we did, booh yahh!).   I think the fact I am getting married really hit home when we met with Malcolm Sinclair (the minister) and discussed what we wanted to say and do at the ceremony.  The other time was when we did the tasting for the dinner (which is gonna be awesome!).

I have never met anyone who loved fireworks more...

Megan and Brandon on May 24

We have been very busy the last month and a half with buying a new car (which after the temperatures this week is a good thing – God I love AC!) and getting a new apartment (Yonge and Lawrence here we come!).  I will miss living with Sue and Terri, but it will be good for Marie and I to start our branch of the family.  

I love the fact that I am wearing a kilt on the big day and can't wait to see Marie in her dress (although she says it's pink with black polka-dots... I don't care if it looks lime green, I can't wait to see her in it), cause I'm gonna cry like a baby when she comes down the aisle. I'm also glad that my grooms“people” are wearing kilts as well and excited to see those coming to the wedding strutting their stuff too (the real question is, are they gonna wear the kilt the proper Scottish way or not?).

At Lone Star... our favourite

I have to end now as I just got cleared to leave the bank, but will continue when I start watching the movie again...

Okay I'm back sitting at my favourite spot the Miller Tavern, thinking about the fact that we are signing the lease for the apartment on Wednesday and can start to move our stuff in this weekend. I'll be doing it while I work which is soooo cool – it will be great to work and live in the same hood.

Mallory and Brandon... should I be jealous?

The days will pass quickly and soon the big day will be here... enjoy the rest of Marie’s rambles (and remember I get them for the rest of my life!).

Canadian Cold Feet?

So I got a little distracted from my happy tales of pre-marital bliss... and had to express my discontent (I will keep all posted on whether I receive an apology). HOWEVER, it is time I return to my blathering on about my wedding (which is getting CLOSER!).


Now as I have been trying to finish recapping December to make it look like I actively thought about the wedding that month, I have a few more tales to share and then I think I am caught up to date. This is a good thing as starting Friday the next few weeks are going to be nuts! First comes cake, then comes kilts, then comes a million other things (I think I am most excited about the kilts)!

I guess the biggest thing I have to explain is that as of late I have been having a serious case of cold feet. Now I know you are thinking this is an awkward way of telling Brandon that something's wrong, but don't worry my cold feet have had absolutely nothing to do with him... The first instance occurred when Megan and I went to the Torch Relay at Nathan Phillips Square. It was so exciting to see the Olympic Flame be brought into Toronto; it made me feel like I was actually a part of the Olympic experience even though the Games are happening so far away. However, no matter how much I was warmed by the spirit of being Canadian, I can easily say that the Torch Ceremony was absolutely one of the coldest experiences of my life. Seriously! Three days later I still wasn't sure if I had left my left foot behind... and specifically there is a toe that was really missing - it was an important one... it really gave definition to my foot.

True Canadian Spirit - I don't know if I was made for this though!

The second instance wasn't so joyous, nor a laughing matter. However, the overall feeling of being Canadian was there despite the reason for the gathering. My second instance of cold feet occurred when Dad, Megan and I went to watch the soldiers being brought home from across the Highway of Heroes from our vantage point on the Henry St. Overpass. In this situation I swear I nearly lost a foot to the cold, but I have to say that my pathetic complaints are nothing compared to what some have given/lost and I want to say thank you to the four soldiers and their families.

At any rate, despite the severe cases of cold feet I have been experiencing as of late I am proud to report that the only sign of cold feet thus far has been environmentally induced as opposed to romantically/mentally (are you breathing Brandon?).

A few days after the Torch Relay (AKA the coldest experience of my life) another exciting moment happened... my cousin Janessa and her boyfriend Jesse got engaged! Brandon and I are both thrilled for them and excited that there is another wedding on the horizon. I have to say the moment I found out was incredibly exciting because Janessa said she had news for me and I had grabbed her hand... and I felt the ring (PS it is beautiful!) and we started jumping up and down. It was all rather fantastic. Congrats guys and we can't wait to watch you go through your whole wedding planning experience.

How Cool Is This?  (No really how cold is this!?)

Okay so this is a short blog... as promised (miracles do happen). I will have another instalment this weekend as tomorrow we are going to the bakery to talk "cake" and then Saturday is Kilt Day... I will keep y'all posted and I can't wait to tell everyone how "off kilter" our kilt experience turns out to be!