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| Fernwood Gardens, Quezon City |
Last Saturday was spent driving around Tandang Sora looking for the famed Fernwood Gardens to inquire about their wedding venue packages. I didn't really do a lot of research as far as the location was concerned, so half the morning was spent literally exploring the wonderful new roads that connect Visayas Avenue and Commonwealth (the one that passes along New Era and El Shaddai among others).
Turns out, I detoured prematurely and was supposed to exit right at Sanville where good friend Melissa lives. Once inside the complex subidivision, there were a couple of old street signs that led me to the gardens which was just as magnificent in person as it is in pictures.
I parked li'l old Betsy beside two cars I'd love to have in my garage: a vintage jeep type that mirrors the one from the "lola let's dance" milk tv commercial and a flashy silver sports car that didn't fit the homey ambiance of the place.
One look at the place and I kind of understood why my fiancee was all giddy about it and insisted that we hold it there rather than at a hotel somewhere. The on-duty guard was nice enough to escort me to the head office where I spoke with a nice, young looking Chinita named Sheryl who walked me through the ins and outs of having my wedding at Fernwoods.
Once the tour was done, Sheryl went back to the office while I excused myself to make a call outside. Being the heterosexual male that I am, I woke the fiancee from her deep slumber overseas to tell her about the place and how nice it would be to have an evening wedding there. She asked me about the motif, designs, etc. of the place, and I could've sworn that my brain went dead the entire time.
See, I'm a guy. I could have my wedding at Mang Inasal's, have my bride wear jeans and a shirt and I'd still be the happiest dude around at day's end. That being said, my advice to all my lady friends is to NOT let their future hubby's pick anything for the wedding. That's your job. We'll just help with the finances (or in some cases, shoulder it) and be there for you. :)
Soon after my fiancee and I agreed on the venue and date, I went inside the office to discuss matters with Sheryl. There was another couple in the room, with the bride seated right next to me talking with another FG rep, Malyn (who we were exchanging e-mails with a few weeks back).
Our plan is to get hitched on the first of December at _____ venue. Turns out, the couple beside me (who was accompanied by the groom's mother) also wanted the same thing but were just going over a couple more details. THAT, plus I think the mom had a bigger penis than her son and was throwing her weight around.
The groom was probably around his 30s, chinito and nerdy. Figures.
So, being the nice fellow that I believe myself to be, I pulled out my card, and told Sheryl to book it.
My right eye was mindful of their actions, and boy did their jaws drop. Malyn told her clients "ay ma'am nakuha na po ni sir."
To which the mother retorted "wala naman mapapangasawa niya!"
I just looked at them, smiled and asked Sheryl to run the card through. The groom and bride bowed their heads a bit, the mom was blabbing to herself-- I don't know, I was just laughing inside my head at the time. I was exchanging BBMs with the fiancee, at first she wasn't thrilled about my actions, but hey, sometimes you have to fight in order to get what you want in life.
Once the initial payment for the venue was settled, Sheryl and I discussed churches near the place. Honestly, I wasn't fond of the idea of having to travel from one place to another and opening myself or plans to outside factors.
What if it rains? Traffic? Road accident? Mishaps? Floods? What if we forget something at the church?
Guess I'm just praning like that. It annoys the shit out of my fiancee, mom and sister. I say I managed to live a good life up to this point following that simple code.
Victory lies in the preparation.
Fortunately, the on-site chapel was available for our wedding date which made it a lot more easier to decide. 6 p.m. wedding, 7:30 p.m. reception. If need be, we can always head on out to Katips or Diliman and just go on a drinking binge with friends and family.
Had to secure the reservation of the chapel though at nearby Mt. Carmel Parish which is in Project 6. Just a short drive from the Gardens. Everyone was nice over there, although parking was a bit of a challenge (which is why we're not getting married there and will just have it at the venue).
Ended the day by driving to dad's palace to check up on him (haven't seen him in probably six months now) as well as my now 1-year-old grandson/cousin Aki and his dad Nelson. Gave them all some money to help even if they don't really need it. It's just nice to be in that position I guess, these guys helped me become who I am today, and now that I'm going to start a new chapter in my life, that I'm able to show them that I'm doing just fine and will never forget the good old days.
On to the caterer, couturier, jeweler and so on then.
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