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
>> 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”