A post wedding post

I sit here, on an overcast Sunday morning, working my way through the second cup of the day (the first was inhaled, and serves as a quick pep-up more than anything, it’s subsequent ones that hit the sides) a plate of egg and bacon, and a slightly sore head.
No I wasn’t ‘sma-aaa-sh’t’ ad my kids put it, but I had a few and am feeling the effects.
Yesterday was the wedding of a beautiful new friend, at her house, ‘party in a paddock’ as the invite said. And it was fantastic.
Gorgeous setting.
Amazing set-up – tents that felt like houses, and a a rustic, country, but classy atmosphere.
Gorgeous food.
Great people.
And a great band – playing all the right things to dance to.

Initially I had the thought of snapping off some discreet pictures – nothing that showed too much – and posting about it. But once there, sure I took a couple, but it was all so much better than a party for taking group selfies, and arty shots of food and surroundings.
So I settled back, enjoyed the moment, and had a brilliant night.

Some of us met the groom for the first time, and most of us heard their story for the time – they’ve known each other (on and off) for 20 years but it’s only been the last couple of years that they got their act together. And what a couple they make. Along with her two boys, a beautiful family.

The afternoon started around 3 with afternoon tea and drinks, the ceremony, more mingling, canapés and mingling at the main tent and surrounds, then dinner, speeches and dessert. Finishing with dancing for those that wanted, or mingling around the heaters, lounging on the couches in the the tents until the buses arrived to start the homeward delivery service.

I had a great night with my friends but with one downfall. Hubby was at work. So to some, he is still the great invisible husband.

Have a great weekend,

Jen :-)

What Color is Your Rose?

Jennifer:

What colour is your rose?
Cute article about what the colour of the rose means…be careful, be very careful….

Originally posted on The Muscleheaded Blog:

do I never was someone who enjoyed the art of conversation all that much.

— for me, writing is better.

Writing gives you time to think-
time to compose –
time to edit.

Face to face conversation is more of extempore kinda thing –
…. and I’m just not all that glib.

BUT—
when there’s something really important to say–

Like:
I’m sorry“,
I love you“,
Yes, there’s a reason that kid looks like me“,
I miss you“,
“I’m sorry I ignored the safe-word last night“,
I lust you“,
I hated the guy, but I’m sorry your Daddy is dead“,
……….. or just a simple
I fucked up bigtime” ——

Well, in those times, I admit it — I’ll often let flowers do my talking.

Not just flowers, mind you — Roses .

And while it took me…

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Fish day

I had a post all sorted for yesterday, another “my day in pictures” but everything went a little off the rails, and I was too far gone to be bothered by the time I was home, fed, drunk (with coffee) and spoken with hubby.
So today for Food Friday, which is also Good Friday (I’ve written about my hypocritical stance on this here) so I thought a picture post would have to suffice.
The cake I made for lunch didn’t look very good (thanks cranky oven which burnt the outside) and I forgot to get a picture of the totally delicious chilli garlic prawns I made for lunch.
My dinner, a slab of salmon (my all time favourite fish) with a tiny side salad.
Pan fried with globs of butter, garlic and seed mustard, it was devine.
Hope I don’t make you too hungry,
Have a happy and safe Easter whatever you are doing.
Jen :-)

Gorgeous plate up
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And
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Totally devine, cooked to perfection.
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And all done. I’d buy it more often but like to keep this as a treat.
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Fifty shades of….Fun.

We’re not talking EL James here, but rather two little books ink the same vein as those tiny little books full of wise words and inspiration. All in good fun and maybe food for thought.

Fifty Shades of Green with envy – let go and embrace life
and Fifty Shades of Grey (hair) – older, wiser but greyer.
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Here’s a few little gems from both…

resentment is like drinking poison and waiting for the other person to die, Carrie Fisher.

There are many roads to hate, but envy is the shortest of them all.

envy is the art of counting the other fellow’s blessings instead of your own

Grey hair is God’s grafiti, Bill Cosby

Middle age is when your classmates are so grey, wrinkled and bald they don’t recognise you.

I think that the most important thing a woman can have – next to talent – is her hairdresser, Joan Crawford

Have a great week,
Jen :-)

The Blogging Conversation.

The conversation that is blogging. The conversation between you and one, or one hundred. Would you ignore people face to face? So why do you ignore people online?

Think about it this way.
You’re in the middle of the room, surrounded by people, some you know, some you don’t. You’re telling a story, showing photos, a video, singing… whatever it is you do. When it’s ended you either get crickets, or applause. And then come the questions and comments. What do you do now?
Would you ignore people who have just spoken to you, or reply with a smile, thanks or shake their hand?
You may end up with a huge crowd and spend a long time listening – as they tell you their story that was like yours, show their own pictures or do their imitation of you. It may take a awhile, but would you ignore these folks who have taken the time to comment or reply to them. Do you feel good doing that?

A smile is easy, and makes the commenter feel worthy, appreciated. A reply as necessary, or even just a thanks, makes you look more approachable. More likely to have repeat custom. And we all want that, right?

So when we are blogging, no matter what we have to say, when others take the time to comment, it is basic manners to reply in some way. Maybe not every time, but enough to show that yes, they are appreciated, and you are happy they came along to check out your world.
Would you slam the door on someone who just wanted to say hello. Or tell you they liked something you wrote or took a picture of, so why do you not write at a minimum, a couple of words of thanks.
At the very least a smiley :-D

I have not gone back into the rooms of several bloggers for this very reason. I don’t always comment on blogs but when I do I like some kind of response that shows 1) you have read my comment and 2) appreciate my time and/or comment. This makes me feel welcome to come back, to share parts of your world.
I have asked several bloggers about this very incident, and barely got a response. Except to say how busy they are and they get so many comments it’s hard to keep up. I get that, but not bothering at all to acknowledge is quite rude. As in, not responding to anyone. Or maybe 1 out of 20.
Sure it’s your blog, your rules, but we’re talking basic manners, etiquette here. Nothing that hard or complicated.
Kind of like that conversation the hall, and then when you’re finished just walking out and leaving people to talk among themselves. I’m so busy I don’t have time to talk to you but I find time to trawl the internet and write blogs. Yeah real nice, blogger, real nice.

Getting Freshly Pressed I can understand the influx of commenters to reply to, but as I’ve seen, there has been the general post-FP post thanking everyone and saying they’ll be trundling through comments as they can.

Personally, with my blogs. I get busy but provided I have written something I always make time to get back and respond. And give the benefit of the doubt to others if they take a while to respond.

Now, do I get crickets or applause..?