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.
Amazing set-up – tents that felt like houses, and a a rustic, country, but classy atmosphere.
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,