“Weddiculous” Omens

After reading my first book of the new year, The Alchemist, I’ve been stuck on the idea of “omens”.

In my personal experience with things that can be considered “omens”, one can classify them in two ways:

1) Omens that are so subtle they take a while to catch on unless you are SO IN TUNE with yourself

2) Omens that literally slap you in the face and you’re like OMG AN OMEN!

The true story I am about to tell falls first and foremost into category one, then it slid into category two and slapped my face into writing this blog post.

It will be told in a three part “omen” story that leads up to this moment. Disclaimer: some details (okay, almost all details) will be spared.

Part One

Back in 2016 (already seemingly distant past), Riley and I were avid Comedy Nest go-ers. We often would go to support a local fundraiser that was started up by one of my university teachers (Shout out to Christmas 4 a Cause).

One night, a girl (name not so important now as we are still in the subtle-omen stage) was MC-ing the soirée. She was the first girl we had witnessed as an MC at that particular venue, but this didn’t shock or appal us… Hence, we thought nothing of it.

Part Two

Flash forward to a casual weekend morning eating breakfast in front of a Say Yes to the Dress marathon (I know, Riley hardcore fricken loves me for doing that on more than one occasion).

A girl came on the show in search of her dream dress and looked strangely familiar. After a few rounds of interrupted programming we came back from commercials and it hit me.

“Omg we saw her at the Comedy Nest!” I exclaimed.

Again, didn’t really take her name into consideration or anything. I just had that moment where you’re like “wow people on TV are real, and real people are on TV. Wow. Crazy. Shocking. Amazing. I am basically famous for witnessing her comedy act interludes.”

Part Three

Flash forward again to browsing in an Ottawa Chapters store.

Couldn’t really tell you if I was more on a high from everyone on the family road trip chatting up my future wedding plans, or the fact I was surrounded by my children (aka books).

I casually / aimlessly wandered over to the Lifestyle section. Full disclosure, I don’t think I have ANY lifestyle books in my house nor was I going into that section with an intent to purchase a specific title.

‘Lo and behold, I stumbled across an entire sub-section devoted to weddings. In Quebec, I’m not even sure such a section exists… There’s just not a market for a stellar collection of wedding-related subjects in the area. Shame.

The first book I picked up was “Weddiculous: An Unfiltered Guide to Being a Bride” and guess who was on the cover: Jamie Lee.

I consider this to be the slap-in-the-face-omen moment of the story, so I now can actively say her name.

I immediately showed Riley and started going through the connections to the previous stories. It was a pure connect-the-dots epiphany!

There’s more…

I obviously had to purchase the book cause, hey, omen right?

After reading up to where I currently am in the planning stage and laughing aloud (it really does break the silence in our tiny quiet apartment when you burst out laughing from reading a book), I decided to post a quick-gram of the Insta variety and mention the book in a positive light.

Something like, the morning after, I woke up to my usual alarm at 6:30am and saw that “@reallyjamielee” had commented on my Instagram photo.

Of course, I wasn’t 100% convinced that it was in fact the “Really Jamie Lee” despite her clever handle, so I did some source-checking. My heart stopped when I saw the little icon.

Verified.

HOW FRICKEN COOL IS THAT?!!?!?

It’s a pure rush when a CELEBRITY just drops a comment on your photo like that. Just like that! Overnight! Wow! Can I get an “OH-MEN!” ?! Okay… stopping now.

As a result of this, I am now an avid listener to her podcast and freak out at references to things she mentions like Village des Sports (water/tubing park in Quebec City), Bear’s Den being a pretty sick band, and basically anything else that I can find even a smidge of connection to (OMG YOUR LAST NAME IS LEE? MY MIDDLE NAME IS LEE. OMG SAMESIES!).

That, ladies and gentlemen, is how a fan is born.

Side note: this also kind of makes me wonder if there are other omen collections building up slowly and if I should be taking better care of my face in preparation for the slap-moment. Hmmmm

Back to Weddiculous, because let’s face it, I need to rave about it some more.

It is SO GOOD.

It honestly brought my pre-wedding hysteria to a cool, calm, and collected 5/10 and helped reinforce my already-made decisions. Shout out to Azazie being a pretty darn cool bridesmaid dress option. Everything that isn’t relatable to my wedding, is so fricken funny and fun to read, that it doesn’t even matter!

To repeat Jamie’s (as we’re now on a first-name basis since she basically is my friend due to recent Insta comment) spiel about the book: If you’re getting married, already married, or happily divorced and want to laugh at her pain, or have a friend / family member that is in one of those groupings, BUY THIS BOOK.

It may not change your life, but it will make it more enjoyable, at least for the time it takes to read it cover to cover. You can get it at your local Indigo / Chapters or visit www.weddiculousbook.com.

Lastly, listen to your omens people! They can really bring you to joyous moments of happiness in life.

So deep.

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