I'm running or more like fast walking another cancer fun run. More of the fun and less of the run I hope. And we need money to give to the cancer people for research and cancer realted activites.
And best of all you can use your credit card so you can sponsor me from anywhere in the world (e.g. New Zealand) so please give a little to help a important cause.
And for your viewing pleasure I will post some pictures of me hot and sweaty at the end.
If you fancy sponsoring me for please follow the link below:
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love drea xxxx
Saturday, 29 March 2008
Thursday, 27 March 2008
uh-oh
Also just saw that all our wedding pictures just have me and the j-me on them. So for a bit of balance here is a picture of our beautiful bridal party.
Finger on the pulse
Oh i just thought i will try to make a distribution list so that when my blog gets updated you will be emailed straight away. But I couldn't make it work but now I have found a clever way to do it myself!
So if you want to be emailed every time I post new, funny and highly entertaining blog entries email me here dreaandyou@hotmail.com and I will add you to the list, no questions asked.
also The apprentice starts tonight. I am beyond excited.
xxxx
So if you want to be emailed every time I post new, funny and highly entertaining blog entries email me here dreaandyou@hotmail.com and I will add you to the list, no questions asked.
also The apprentice starts tonight. I am beyond excited.
xxxx
We make it official
So the day started like this, well is started the night before when my oldest friend Danielle (old because I have known her since we were seven and had we matching mullets not because she is old in age) stayed with me at the hotel and we chatted and then I took sleeping tablets to try to get to sleep. My sister was going to stay with me but the baby meant that she hasn’t slept in a long time and her husband now has to sleep in the spare room and I couldn’t let anything interfere with my beauty sleep, not even the coming of the chosen one (it is my parents first grandchild and you cannot imagine the excitement it has caused.)
Anyway so I kept on waking up in the middle of the night and looking at my wedding dress an thinking ‘shit I’m getting married tomorrow!, and I was and it was exciting but scary too.
I woke up to a beautiful Auckland sunny morning and had a cup of coffee with Dan and then she went to work, and I had a nice long walk up and down Ponsonby road trying to calm myself down, it didn’t work I called my sister and my voice was so high pitched with excitement I think dogs could hear me. I didn’t know what to have for breakfast I didn’t know whether to have carbs, because I didn’t want to bloat myself but then I wanted to have something to sustain my energy. So after walking in and out of three cafes without buying anything (I am not joking, breakfast was a big decision it required more thought than saying yes when Jamie asked me to marry him) I decided on a hot cross bun because I thought it had fruit it in so it was half carb and half fruit, a good compromise.
And then I went back to the hotel and shaved every part of my body I mean every part so that I was as slick as a seal out of the water. My sister arrived and was a bit tired because it was hot and she is very pregnant, as the photos will show. And her poor feet were so swollen she had to put them in a bucket of cold water and couldn’t even put both feet in at once. She is a legend and lasted all day and never complained once, if it was me I would have bitched all day.
Then Jules the hair and make up lady arrived (she thought my eyebrows where fine and needed no filling out and she is a professional, but now they have been bleached by the sun on the h-moon, God is really testing me) and she was so funny and kept me entertained with her TVNZ gossip and did such a great job so the three of us chatted and I read the paper and I had this excitement bubbling the bottom of my stomach. Oh and Jamie didn’t call me once. I was nearly going to call him and remind him that we were getting married today. He has a terrible short term memory. I mean terrible. He had to put the date of the wedding in his blackberry so he wouldn’t forget. I wish I was joking.
Then the photographer arrived and my sister and I went out to get some lunch,. I definitely didn’t have any carbs for lunch. I am not an idiot. Oh and the flowers arrived and they were so beautiful and not at all what I expected but perfect anyway.
Back in the hotel we got into our dresses. Usually the bridesmaid is supposed to help the bride but because of the chosen one in my sisters womb I helped her as much as she helped me. Just like always. And then we looked gorgeous and were ready right on time. And then Jamie arrived and he was stressed and grumpy. But looked so handsome and I felt a little bit sick with love for him.
Breaking with tradition we had our photos before hand. It is weird having your photo taken and it made me feel a little bit uncomfortable. And Jamie has this funny one eyebrow thing going on and I always had to remember to suck my stomach in. It was a bit stressful. We rocked all around the city having our pictures taken my
favourite wedding pictures are below, only some because our photographer Jo Currie was so fantastic and took many wonderful pictures.
And we got some congratulations. One guy asked us if it was for real or if we were models, I said we were real and he looked a little disappointed. Another from some glue sniffing street kids who were surprisingly non-confrontational.
Then we went back to the hotel and met Dad. And he cried when he saw me, one of the first times of many times he cried that day. (he also cried when I showed him the edelweiss brooch that was in my bouquet, before he gave me away, while he was giving me away, after he gave me away, during the speeches, when my friends sung edelweiss. I’m sure he cried more than that but I wasn’t around him all the time) I didn’t cry I was too worried about the smudging my make-up.
And now little story to tell you that sometimes things go wrong for a reason. Jamie and I were in one car and my sister and Scott our best man were in the other. And they left before us and were meant to be back at the hotel and get changed so that they could take Jamie to the venue and he could greet guests and blah blah blah. But they got held up in traffic and were late. And I hate it when people, including me are late. So Jamie and dad and me hung around popped a bottle of champagne and chatted and had a good old time and then everyone arrived and Jamie arrived at the venue at 5:00, half an hour late and he said when he arrived people clapped and cheered. And he felt like rock star when he arrived. Well a rock star doing a gig for 50 of his close family and friends but a rock star none the less.
And usually lateness would have stressed me out. but it was probably one of my favourite memories of the day spending that time with Jamie and Dad.
And I was shocked because if you know me you know I get stressed about little details but all day I was calm and happy and I loved it. I loved getting married to Jamie and nothing could ruin my day. A large part of this was due to my sister who kept me on track all day and didn’t let the little things become big things.
Then I went and got married and meet my flower girls and I walked down the aisle and forgot to look jamie and just looked at all my family and friends and smiled like I was on prozac.
I saw Jamie and I got really nervous all of a sudden and had to take a big deep breath. And then the celebrant started and I remember little bits, like the readings that our mums did, I got overcome in the middle of the ceremony and head butted Jamie in the chest I don’t know why it was just spontaneous and I had all this energy that I had the get rid of it, Sue lighting the remembrance candle and saying our vows. I remember tears in Jamie’s eyes when he said them and I remember trying to concentrate in the words and not cry when I said mine. Neither of us did. And then signing the registry and chatting to our bridal party and having a laugh and then we kissed and were married and I grabbed Jamie’s face when I kissed him because I didn't want to let him go, ever.
And then we walked down the aisle. Also we played the following music in case it helps you to visualise the day. I walked up the aisle to God only knows by the beach boys and we signed the register to Friday I’ in love by the Cure (because it was a Friday and we were in love, see we are funny and ironic) and then we walked out to Let’s stay together by Al Green. The music was widely debated and it was Jamie’s job to organise it before he left London. Needless to say in Auckland we had to visit 2 music stores to buy the CD’s.
Then the rest of the evening is a bit of a blur people congratulated us and we chatted with people and had the best food and then danced and just hung out with old friends and family it was such a great day, I hope everyone had a good time. We did it was so ace. And then we did our first dance that we had lessons for and I think we got it right but by this time I was a little bit tipsy so have no idea really hopefully the video will shed some light and also on the speeches can’t remember any of these either. I do remember Steve, Jamie’s step-dad saying that now I was their daughter, I cried when he said that. Who wouldn’t?
And I just laughed and looked at my new husband and smiled and smiled all night.
I did have that bridal fog though, you know where you space out a bit and people were telling me what to do all day and I did it, no questions asked. This is very unlike me, I usually tell other people what to do. But I sat back and let it flow. And I had so many great people helping me out like my family and our fantastic MC Kirsty.
Just realised this blog is not very funny so will leave you with a highlight of the day when we were driving around we drove past a car park in high street in Auckland. If you are from Auckland you will know that this car park is very expensive, very difficult to negotiate and also once a little old lady died in the lift because it was over Easter and no one answered her emergency call button. So obviously they are tight and don’t give a shit about security. So we were driving past and we saw, wait for it, a tow truck in the entrance BUT it was stuck. It was too high to get into the little cave like entrance. Just ponder this for a second, it was going to tow someone, got stuck so couldn’t tow that person and also couldn’t let any cars in to the car park, Genius. And the light on the top was broken. Ah it made me and Jamie laugh.
One more thing I asked Jamie when we were on the h-moon, ‘Are you pleased we got married because we could have just stayed living together and not got married’ and he said ‘well I can’t say because I married you and it’s the happiest I’ve ever been, so that is that’
And yes folks that is that.
xxxx
Anyway so I kept on waking up in the middle of the night and looking at my wedding dress an thinking ‘shit I’m getting married tomorrow!, and I was and it was exciting but scary too.
I woke up to a beautiful Auckland sunny morning and had a cup of coffee with Dan and then she went to work, and I had a nice long walk up and down Ponsonby road trying to calm myself down, it didn’t work I called my sister and my voice was so high pitched with excitement I think dogs could hear me. I didn’t know what to have for breakfast I didn’t know whether to have carbs, because I didn’t want to bloat myself but then I wanted to have something to sustain my energy. So after walking in and out of three cafes without buying anything (I am not joking, breakfast was a big decision it required more thought than saying yes when Jamie asked me to marry him) I decided on a hot cross bun because I thought it had fruit it in so it was half carb and half fruit, a good compromise.
And then I went back to the hotel and shaved every part of my body I mean every part so that I was as slick as a seal out of the water. My sister arrived and was a bit tired because it was hot and she is very pregnant, as the photos will show. And her poor feet were so swollen she had to put them in a bucket of cold water and couldn’t even put both feet in at once. She is a legend and lasted all day and never complained once, if it was me I would have bitched all day.
Then Jules the hair and make up lady arrived (she thought my eyebrows where fine and needed no filling out and she is a professional, but now they have been bleached by the sun on the h-moon, God is really testing me) and she was so funny and kept me entertained with her TVNZ gossip and did such a great job so the three of us chatted and I read the paper and I had this excitement bubbling the bottom of my stomach. Oh and Jamie didn’t call me once. I was nearly going to call him and remind him that we were getting married today. He has a terrible short term memory. I mean terrible. He had to put the date of the wedding in his blackberry so he wouldn’t forget. I wish I was joking.
Then the photographer arrived and my sister and I went out to get some lunch,. I definitely didn’t have any carbs for lunch. I am not an idiot. Oh and the flowers arrived and they were so beautiful and not at all what I expected but perfect anyway.
Back in the hotel we got into our dresses. Usually the bridesmaid is supposed to help the bride but because of the chosen one in my sisters womb I helped her as much as she helped me. Just like always. And then we looked gorgeous and were ready right on time. And then Jamie arrived and he was stressed and grumpy. But looked so handsome and I felt a little bit sick with love for him.
Breaking with tradition we had our photos before hand. It is weird having your photo taken and it made me feel a little bit uncomfortable. And Jamie has this funny one eyebrow thing going on and I always had to remember to suck my stomach in. It was a bit stressful. We rocked all around the city having our pictures taken my
favourite wedding pictures are below, only some because our photographer Jo Currie was so fantastic and took many wonderful pictures.
And we got some congratulations. One guy asked us if it was for real or if we were models, I said we were real and he looked a little disappointed. Another from some glue sniffing street kids who were surprisingly non-confrontational.
Then we went back to the hotel and met Dad. And he cried when he saw me, one of the first times of many times he cried that day. (he also cried when I showed him the edelweiss brooch that was in my bouquet, before he gave me away, while he was giving me away, after he gave me away, during the speeches, when my friends sung edelweiss. I’m sure he cried more than that but I wasn’t around him all the time) I didn’t cry I was too worried about the smudging my make-up.
And now little story to tell you that sometimes things go wrong for a reason. Jamie and I were in one car and my sister and Scott our best man were in the other. And they left before us and were meant to be back at the hotel and get changed so that they could take Jamie to the venue and he could greet guests and blah blah blah. But they got held up in traffic and were late. And I hate it when people, including me are late. So Jamie and dad and me hung around popped a bottle of champagne and chatted and had a good old time and then everyone arrived and Jamie arrived at the venue at 5:00, half an hour late and he said when he arrived people clapped and cheered. And he felt like rock star when he arrived. Well a rock star doing a gig for 50 of his close family and friends but a rock star none the less.
And usually lateness would have stressed me out. but it was probably one of my favourite memories of the day spending that time with Jamie and Dad.
And I was shocked because if you know me you know I get stressed about little details but all day I was calm and happy and I loved it. I loved getting married to Jamie and nothing could ruin my day. A large part of this was due to my sister who kept me on track all day and didn’t let the little things become big things.
Then I went and got married and meet my flower girls and I walked down the aisle and forgot to look jamie and just looked at all my family and friends and smiled like I was on prozac.
I saw Jamie and I got really nervous all of a sudden and had to take a big deep breath. And then the celebrant started and I remember little bits, like the readings that our mums did, I got overcome in the middle of the ceremony and head butted Jamie in the chest I don’t know why it was just spontaneous and I had all this energy that I had the get rid of it, Sue lighting the remembrance candle and saying our vows. I remember tears in Jamie’s eyes when he said them and I remember trying to concentrate in the words and not cry when I said mine. Neither of us did. And then signing the registry and chatting to our bridal party and having a laugh and then we kissed and were married and I grabbed Jamie’s face when I kissed him because I didn't want to let him go, ever.
And then we walked down the aisle. Also we played the following music in case it helps you to visualise the day. I walked up the aisle to God only knows by the beach boys and we signed the register to Friday I’ in love by the Cure (because it was a Friday and we were in love, see we are funny and ironic) and then we walked out to Let’s stay together by Al Green. The music was widely debated and it was Jamie’s job to organise it before he left London. Needless to say in Auckland we had to visit 2 music stores to buy the CD’s.
Then the rest of the evening is a bit of a blur people congratulated us and we chatted with people and had the best food and then danced and just hung out with old friends and family it was such a great day, I hope everyone had a good time. We did it was so ace. And then we did our first dance that we had lessons for and I think we got it right but by this time I was a little bit tipsy so have no idea really hopefully the video will shed some light and also on the speeches can’t remember any of these either. I do remember Steve, Jamie’s step-dad saying that now I was their daughter, I cried when he said that. Who wouldn’t?
And I just laughed and looked at my new husband and smiled and smiled all night.
I did have that bridal fog though, you know where you space out a bit and people were telling me what to do all day and I did it, no questions asked. This is very unlike me, I usually tell other people what to do. But I sat back and let it flow. And I had so many great people helping me out like my family and our fantastic MC Kirsty.
Just realised this blog is not very funny so will leave you with a highlight of the day when we were driving around we drove past a car park in high street in Auckland. If you are from Auckland you will know that this car park is very expensive, very difficult to negotiate and also once a little old lady died in the lift because it was over Easter and no one answered her emergency call button. So obviously they are tight and don’t give a shit about security. So we were driving past and we saw, wait for it, a tow truck in the entrance BUT it was stuck. It was too high to get into the little cave like entrance. Just ponder this for a second, it was going to tow someone, got stuck so couldn’t tow that person and also couldn’t let any cars in to the car park, Genius. And the light on the top was broken. Ah it made me and Jamie laugh.
One more thing I asked Jamie when we were on the h-moon, ‘Are you pleased we got married because we could have just stayed living together and not got married’ and he said ‘well I can’t say because I married you and it’s the happiest I’ve ever been, so that is that’
And yes folks that is that.
xxxx
Wednesday, 26 March 2008
Trauma revisited
Argh so I am very jetlagged and very tired so not sure if this entry will make sense. Here it goes. Have I ever mentioned my relationship with Carob? It’s a hate/hate relationship. In so far as I hate it and it hates me.
When my parents first divorced my mother decided she was going to introduce health eating into our life (mostly due to a few intermittent trips to weight watchers) As if the trauma of a divorce wasn’t bad enough she tried to make me eat culinary delights such as whole-wheat pasta and brown bread (actually now I love brown carbs but then I was a white bread and butter girl all the way) Anyway by far the most offensive of these foods was carob. Has anyone ever smelt carob? Or seen carob let alone tasted it, it is foul. Foul doesn’t even describe it, it tastes like mouldy sock chocolate. The best way I can describe it is as if someone has farted in your mouth.
one trip to the hell hole that is Glenfield mall and Mum refused to buy me a crunchie bar and instead went to a health food store and bought me a carob and peppermint flavoured chocolate bar. What? What? I hear you ask, you can’t replace chocolate and honeycomb with fart tasting carob. The irony of this is that my mum has always been very budget conscious (i.e. tight) and the carob bar was three times the price of a crunchie and was a gigantic waste of money because about 10 minutes after eating two squares I vomited it back up.
And I have never gotten over it. I have only just began to eat after dinner mints for god’s sake. And did I say that the carob and then peppermint filling was grainy? It tasted off and stale and like carob, which was of course the root of the problem. And that is why I vomited because my stomach was expecting chocolate and what did I get? carob. I have strong stomach as well, so obviously the carob was an assault my stomach could not handle. If you haven’t ever had carob do me a favour go out and buy yourself a bar it will be an experience you will never forget.
So I hate carob and that’s why.
Anyway we were on the h-moon in Hawaii we went to a vegan restaurant. I know warning bells are already ringing. But in fairness to the hippies my meal was delicious and we had nice hummus. Vegan’s always do a nice hummus, it’s all they’ve got really. And then I ordered dessert and this is where it all went wrong. I order chocolate and raspberry fudge. Guess what arrived? chocolate looking fudge. But you guessed it, it was carob. Two things offend me about this one they called it chocolate on the menu which is false advertising and because I am practically allergic to carob I could have sued for a million dollars. (like the lady who burnt herself on a McDonalds coffee because it was not labelled hot and got $30 million dollars) and secondly it looked like chocolate and the rancid carob smell was disguised by the raspberries and I ate a piece of carob fudge and then vomited into my mouth because the trick with carob is that it starts out sweet tasting so you think that it’s just a funny recipe but then the after taste, oh dear god, the after taste is like a rat has died in your mouth.
So there I was with a plate full of carob fudge and worse I had eaten some. My face screwed up like I had been punched in the gut. Jamie wet himself with laughter I was too caught up in trying to wash my mouth out with wine to yell at him for making fun of my allergies.
And to add insult to injury I had the carob aftertaste for three days, that’s the thing about carob it’s like curry you burp if up for a week and you sweat it out your pores the next day.
And don’t give me any comments about how carob can be yummy if you jazz it up with the right recipes, there is no way in the universe to make carob taste good, not even Jesus could do it. In fact if forced between eating a piece of carob every day or starving I would starve, gladly.
So there are a few lessons that can be learned from this
1) parents if you are going through a divorce don’t start introducing new foods into a child’s diet we need comfort food.
2) never, ever trust a vegan anyone that can’t eat cheese is missing an essential human chromosome.
3) If I ever come to your house and even smell carob I will have to leave please don’t take offense, carob is my kryptonite.
xxx
When my parents first divorced my mother decided she was going to introduce health eating into our life (mostly due to a few intermittent trips to weight watchers) As if the trauma of a divorce wasn’t bad enough she tried to make me eat culinary delights such as whole-wheat pasta and brown bread (actually now I love brown carbs but then I was a white bread and butter girl all the way) Anyway by far the most offensive of these foods was carob. Has anyone ever smelt carob? Or seen carob let alone tasted it, it is foul. Foul doesn’t even describe it, it tastes like mouldy sock chocolate. The best way I can describe it is as if someone has farted in your mouth.
one trip to the hell hole that is Glenfield mall and Mum refused to buy me a crunchie bar and instead went to a health food store and bought me a carob and peppermint flavoured chocolate bar. What? What? I hear you ask, you can’t replace chocolate and honeycomb with fart tasting carob. The irony of this is that my mum has always been very budget conscious (i.e. tight) and the carob bar was three times the price of a crunchie and was a gigantic waste of money because about 10 minutes after eating two squares I vomited it back up.
And I have never gotten over it. I have only just began to eat after dinner mints for god’s sake. And did I say that the carob and then peppermint filling was grainy? It tasted off and stale and like carob, which was of course the root of the problem. And that is why I vomited because my stomach was expecting chocolate and what did I get? carob. I have strong stomach as well, so obviously the carob was an assault my stomach could not handle. If you haven’t ever had carob do me a favour go out and buy yourself a bar it will be an experience you will never forget.
So I hate carob and that’s why.
Anyway we were on the h-moon in Hawaii we went to a vegan restaurant. I know warning bells are already ringing. But in fairness to the hippies my meal was delicious and we had nice hummus. Vegan’s always do a nice hummus, it’s all they’ve got really. And then I ordered dessert and this is where it all went wrong. I order chocolate and raspberry fudge. Guess what arrived? chocolate looking fudge. But you guessed it, it was carob. Two things offend me about this one they called it chocolate on the menu which is false advertising and because I am practically allergic to carob I could have sued for a million dollars. (like the lady who burnt herself on a McDonalds coffee because it was not labelled hot and got $30 million dollars) and secondly it looked like chocolate and the rancid carob smell was disguised by the raspberries and I ate a piece of carob fudge and then vomited into my mouth because the trick with carob is that it starts out sweet tasting so you think that it’s just a funny recipe but then the after taste, oh dear god, the after taste is like a rat has died in your mouth.
So there I was with a plate full of carob fudge and worse I had eaten some. My face screwed up like I had been punched in the gut. Jamie wet himself with laughter I was too caught up in trying to wash my mouth out with wine to yell at him for making fun of my allergies.
And to add insult to injury I had the carob aftertaste for three days, that’s the thing about carob it’s like curry you burp if up for a week and you sweat it out your pores the next day.
And don’t give me any comments about how carob can be yummy if you jazz it up with the right recipes, there is no way in the universe to make carob taste good, not even Jesus could do it. In fact if forced between eating a piece of carob every day or starving I would starve, gladly.
So there are a few lessons that can be learned from this
1) parents if you are going through a divorce don’t start introducing new foods into a child’s diet we need comfort food.
2) never, ever trust a vegan anyone that can’t eat cheese is missing an essential human chromosome.
3) If I ever come to your house and even smell carob I will have to leave please don’t take offense, carob is my kryptonite.
xxx
Monday, 24 March 2008
Jamie and Andrea official wedding pictures
So I have uploaded all off the wedding pictures and I mean all. There a 500, so wade through at your pleasure. I have uploaded them all because I am too lazy and jetlagged to sort the good from the bad and also because hey they are all of me and Jamie, there are no bad pictures.
Also if you were a guest at the wedding more than likely there is a picture of you at the end a reward for looking at endless pictures of us.
Hopefully they are good enough quality for prints because they took about 5 hours to upload in retrospect I probably should have edited them. But I was too lazy. Link below
the never ending wedding album
xxxx
Also if you were a guest at the wedding more than likely there is a picture of you at the end a reward for looking at endless pictures of us.
Hopefully they are good enough quality for prints because they took about 5 hours to upload in retrospect I probably should have edited them. But I was too lazy. Link below
the never ending wedding album
xxxx
Saturday, 22 March 2008
leaving los angeles
Argh we are leaving LA in a few hours to go back to cold, cold London it is about 2 degrees there at the moment. So something to look forward too. We had a fantastic time on our honeymoon and I am not looking forward to sharing my new husband with his job again. We saw some amazing things on our honey moon including:
A massive sea turtle eating off some rocks and about 3000 Americans taking photos of him. It was like the paparazzi stalking Britney spears.
An endangered monk seal hanging out on the beach and a white American woman who looked like a monk seal. I took a picture of the seal but Jamie wouldn’t let me take a picture of the women.
The waterfall from Fantasy island (without the midget yelling the plane!, the plane!)
A transsexual posing in her bikini in the lobby of our LA hotel, Jamie thinks she was a working girl because she has ‘that vibe’ I didn’t ask how he could recognise the vibe. I didn’t want to know.
Also the most amazing we saw a man add sugar to his water! Sugar to his water! I said it twice because it is so unbelievable. Water is water you can’t make it sweeter, it’s water. Got to love those Americans.
Full write up of wedding day and honeymoon to follow once I have returned home and can’t leave the house because it is too cold to breathe and my boogies will freeze if I leave the house.
xxxxx
A massive sea turtle eating off some rocks and about 3000 Americans taking photos of him. It was like the paparazzi stalking Britney spears.
An endangered monk seal hanging out on the beach and a white American woman who looked like a monk seal. I took a picture of the seal but Jamie wouldn’t let me take a picture of the women.
The waterfall from Fantasy island (without the midget yelling the plane!, the plane!)
A transsexual posing in her bikini in the lobby of our LA hotel, Jamie thinks she was a working girl because she has ‘that vibe’ I didn’t ask how he could recognise the vibe. I didn’t want to know.
Also the most amazing we saw a man add sugar to his water! Sugar to his water! I said it twice because it is so unbelievable. Water is water you can’t make it sweeter, it’s water. Got to love those Americans.
Full write up of wedding day and honeymoon to follow once I have returned home and can’t leave the house because it is too cold to breathe and my boogies will freeze if I leave the house.
xxxxx
Saturday, 8 March 2008
Mr and Mrs Bennett
So I got married yesterday! We had such a lovely day, no stress no dramas just lots and lots of love and sunshine.
Here are some pictures from a friend’s camera. And looking at my wedding pictures is now my favourite hobby.
Highlights from the day were saying our vows Jamie almost cried and I almost cried.
Walking down the aisle with my Dad, and seeing all my friends and family around me.
Seeing my beautiful sister in her lovely outfit.
When Dan and Julia spontaneously lead the crowd in a sing a long version of edelweiss. I was so happy I even sang out of key and very badly but quite loudly.
And of course marrying my new husband. Will write more later am off now to spend time with the old ball and chain (that’s Jamie)
Here are some pictures from a friend’s camera. And looking at my wedding pictures is now my favourite hobby.
Highlights from the day were saying our vows Jamie almost cried and I almost cried.
Walking down the aisle with my Dad, and seeing all my friends and family around me.
Seeing my beautiful sister in her lovely outfit.
When Dan and Julia spontaneously lead the crowd in a sing a long version of edelweiss. I was so happy I even sang out of key and very badly but quite loudly.
And of course marrying my new husband. Will write more later am off now to spend time with the old ball and chain (that’s Jamie)
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