THE NIGHT BEFORE THE WEDDING

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I always wondered what brides did the night before the wedding.

I always imagined that there would be a lot of anticipation with family members milling around to make things worse.
What I did not expect the expectant brides to be had to deal with a barrage of whatsapp messages from last minute friends who decided they wanted to be at the wedding after all and as such directions must be sent to them as well as those sending messages to inform you they could not make it for the wedding for one reason or the other. Those people are ever so polite. I have never done that.

So i had to do a lot of WhatsApp messages and fight with my mum too who would barge in every second and ask why I was doing so much whatsapping. I just hid my phone and pretended to be getting my beauty sleep just so she would not be a suffering ewe mother. My mother can worry.

What I did not anticipate too was neighbours knocking on the door every 2 secs to ask if there was anything to help with. That was soooo irritating. My mum and cousin had gone to the market leaving just me at home. The plan was to relax but that was not to be as neighbours kept knocking at the door to ask if there was anything they could help with.

I mean these days, almost everyone pays for food to be catered for, in instances where food is not catered for, the family would definitely make arrangements to have people come and help. Please you can offer to help a week before the wedding, if there is anything to be done, you would be told. If not, just stay at home and come for the wedding. Knocking and coming to give pieces of advice is just a nuisance. No one needs that on the eve they are getting married.

Around 6pm my squad started to turn in. That was the nicest part of the day, When I saw my friends who have moved hell and high water to make the wedding happen, I was happy.
And then there was a surprise. My friends had a bridal shower planned for me at the guest house they were lodging and they had to steal me away but my mum was keeping a tight watch over the gate . Eiii. Raby came up with a nice lie about they getting lost and how I had to show them the directions back to the guest house.

Otwea, next time if you decide to have a surprise bridal shower, keep the mother of the ewe bride involved. Infact, Naa Kwarley (M.O.H) had to give me heads up that my ladies had something planned for me so I better find a way to escape my mom’s guard.

Having escaped, I kinda figured what was going to happen but when we were going, I still had to pretend I did not know what was happening and act very surprised when they kidnapped me to one of the rooms and magically produced my dress and the other accoutrements for the bridal shower.
We had a swell time till my mum started calling around 10pm. In fact I begged off when it was 10pm so as not to cause major blastings as home. Chale I was blasted till the day I left that house. I am sure if I go visit koraa, the blastings would continue. I am still my mother’s daughter

The highlight of the bridal shower was Naa Kwarley’s dance routines. Herh! Girl was so funny and we danced. Mary Augustt showed us some dance moves for our dance the next day and we practiced the electric slide. Raby and Ella never got a hang of it. They ran way when it got to that part on the wedding day. Lol.

You ladies are amazing. You made my day.

Abyna Boatemaa
Naa Kwarley Quartey
Houda Burke
Emmanuella Klinogo
Rabiatu Atule Akamim
Berlinda Acheampong
Phyllippa Rhanda Odoi
Esi Atobrah
Celestine Akushika Estine
Ellenor Sonkarlay
Mary Mawupemo Augustt
Grace Kumi
And the missing messiah’s
Maxima Missodey
Kafui Agbodjah
Adwoa Sarpong
Tawakalitu Braimah says she was never invited to the bridal. That is a story for another day.
Errm, so where did the rest of the cake go?
Sorry ladies, i could not find a better picture.

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