It’s a sweltering 40 degree day in Melbourne. I’m sitting inside Geoff’s house with the air-con going, Ingrid Michaelson playing and watching order-of-service pages print. We’ve had that much trouble with the printer (this is is the third attempt) Geoff re-named it “Piece of Crap”. Now it’s kindly churning them out. Maybe technology listens… or maybe the new cartridge is working.
It would be unfair on the poor old blog (and perhaps you readers) to leave a gaping hole in the goings-on of the past little while. The post previous to this one might have just as well been left unwritten. I have however at my fingertips a few photos and a few memories to at least get down in some form.
The bridal shower happened the Saturday morning before Christmas. My sister Laura did a whallop of organising and pulled off some cliches beautifully. Geoff thinks that I’m allergic to perceived cliches, let alone real ones but I coped better than expected. We did do the whole newspaper wedding dresses thing – three teams. The dresses were quite seriously amazing. Bustles, pill-box hats and the like. Lots of frills and flowers. I shall share photos when I can. It was a fun morning with friends and grandmas and aunties. Laura creatively got everyone to bring ‘gifts’ of something valuable in life (this could be something read out or something concrete for me to keep) – that way I wouldn’t wind up with any more kitchen stuff. There was advice from the ‘already marrieds’ and some yummy food.
I’ll make a short mention of my dad’s side Christmas shindig. It was a peculiar mix new and additional boyfriends/husbands/fiances and a less than full representation of the relatives, but surprisingly probably the best one we’ve had. I unfortunately head off early to a 21st I was a bit tired to be bothered going to (but that turned out okay in the end).
The hens party stretched from a Marie Antoinette style afternoon tea (High Tea) to a thing back at one of my bridesmaid’s (Jess) house. The afternoon tea was amazing. I seriously don’t think I could have done it any better way. Chateau Yerring outdid everyone’s expectations. I like my coffee and it was a perfect three hours to relax well, eat some really nice food and to chat.
Photo of the room and me with Anita (my soon to be sister-in-law!)
At Jess’ we played one unmentionable game (Thanks Ana), had a interesting kind of pass the parcel, then the girls all read out these amazing letters they’d written me (to be put in a book with photos). We watched ‘How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days’ (How suitable) and then I was so tired I skipped ship/the other movie and went to bed.
Christmas was packed in on both ends. Christmas Eve and Christmas breakfast with Geoff’s family, an early leave to get to my parents for presents followed by a leisurely lunch, then out to my mum’s side for Christmas dinner which we followed with heading back to Geoff’s family to see his Grandparents that evening. I got some nice things. My favourite was Geoff’s amazing gamble of a present – a necklace that he got off Etsy. I knew nothing and my taste is (frustratingly) fairly select. He’s done good.
And that my friends will have to do you for a little bit again. I’m keen to key up a friend with blog details so that I can get some photos of the wedding up for you before we get back to save you waiting until the end of January.
So Merry Christmas because I missed it and perhaps I’ll make it here at least once more before the big day.
…it is funny measuring increments of time as ‘x days before/after wedding’.
