Needless to say, it’s been a busy week.
Last Sunday I got engaged. Something I’ve always pondered but I don’t think was ever expecting to –
a. happen now,
b. happen like this.
I suppose all the logistical events are going naturally enough:
* Impromptu L’Chaim a few hours after we announced that we got engaged… Mainly consisting if a bunch of Aussies who are in for their summer break.
* 5 hours of calls to the States to let all my shocked friends know that I was settling down… and that I am totally and utterly completely happy.
* Meeting in-laws-to-be on the phone, as part of the long-distance life I have led and continue to lead.
* The 8 months of pre-wedding stress began shortly after the festivity. Halls! Caterers! Music! All to be booked for that wonderfully popular wedding date of Tu B’Av!
Anyone who knows me knows that I was never the pretty princess type. If I ever did think about a wedding, it might have included horsies or better yet, unicorns… Or walking down in jeans and a t-shirt… Now that it is reality, and better yet, reality in Israel, I’d claim it’s safe to say things have changed. The words colour, funky, nature, and chill come to mind.
I have no clue what it might be like to plan a wedding in the States. In Israel, as an olah, these are some of the things that I have found so far to be interesting:
– Registering your rabbi from abroad is kosher enough in Israel
– Proving your Judaism
– Register your witnesses with the Rabbanut
– Weeknights/Friday afternoons are acceptable for weddings
– Inviting the most important guests from abroad
– Being called ‘Kallah’ instead of a unisex word meaning fiancee
There are tons more. As time goes on and I delve deeper into the murky waters of wedding-planning, I shall share the knowledge I obtain.
For not only am I wedding-planning a Jewish wedding; I’m doing it all in Hebrew.