I am very, very bad at keeping secrets. But there’s been a biggie loitering behind the scenes.
My sister drew family and a few friends together for a “housewarming” last night that was actually her nuptials. And it was so lovely.
Here are a couple pics of the happy couple …
Don’t they look blissed out?
There were lots of yummy canapes, a giant ham and rolls later in the evening, oodles of champagne, their dog was ring-bearer, the groomsman’s name was drawn out of a hat, and my dad decided that he wasn’t going to give the bride away because she looked so beautiful, but he finally relented.
I wish them both a wonderful life together and hope to celebrate it with them frequently in their wonderful new house … especially in their fabbo spa … with lots more champagne.
As the festivities swirled around us, the television flickered in the lounge room, playing out the NSW election results. I snuck to the sofa to discover that the kids’ aunty had won her seat – with a big swing – and is now a member of parliament.
Congratulations to her as well!
How’s that for a huge evening?
I’m still a bit overwhelmed by it all, as I sit here typing in the early morning light, hoping the youngest sleeps in. We finally wobbled home around 11pm last night and she’s got a massive day ahead – an ice skating party and 90 minutes of speed skipping training. I need a nice lie down just thinking about it, but I had to let the dogs out for a wee.
As for the rest of my week, it kinda pales in comparison to the kaboom moments of last night.
Over at Housegoeshome …
>> On Monday I blogged the Pool Party Fun of the youngest’s 9th birthday extravaganza.
>> On Tuesday I got excited about fresh mangoes soaked in vodka … and flashed back to the youngest’s 8th birthday extravaganza, in a post called Hostess With the Mostess.
>> On Wednesday it was time for 7 Annoying Things About Being 47 (and yummy taco salad), including having more pimples than a 14-year-old. Any tips on WHY I have pizza face would be greatly appreciated.
>> On Thursday I baked my ex a birthday cake and I didn’t spit in the batter or hide a toenail in it. This is why.
>> On Friday I blogged 5 Ways To Turn Leftovers Into Risotto.
>> And on Saturday I noted how much Friday night distances itself from being party time (remember after-work drinks?) when you have kids.
Meanwhile at Kidspot …
>> Find out how this 8-year-old girl learned about being kind to others >> http://kidspot.me/1CotkEx
>> Woman charged with assault for squirting breast milk.
>> Vin Diesel names daughter after late co-star >> http://kidspot.me/1C6qylS
>> Disturbing news for parents: is asbestos buried under your kids’ playground? >> http://kidspot.me/1xYbWBe
>> This orphaned boy needs your help >> http://kidspot.me/1N3hoeE
>> Thredbo survivor Stuart Diver loses his second wife to cancer >> http://kidspot.me/1HsNFIp
>> An “educated” heavily pregnant woman out for her wedding anniversary is refused alcohol. Is this right? >> http://kidspot.me/1HpTObN
>> Would you enrol in an adults-only preschool – run by this woman – to find your inner child? >> http://kidspot.me/1C3AE6U
How was your week?
Song of the day: ABBA “I do, I do, I do”
Yay! Grats to Katherine and her new spouse. And she looks fabulous
How gorgeous is that dress?
Wow congratulations on both fronts! Your sister and hubby look sooo happy and the cakes looks bloody delicious
Cake was chocolate mud. Mmmmmmmmm
Congratulations to everyone concerned! Especially to you Alana…you must have been fit to burst keeping THAT a secret! 🙂
It was NOT easy. Quite traumatic, in fact!