Sunday, March 24, 2013
So a bunch of us were sitting around making DIY decor for a friend's wedding and also randomly chatting about wedding related trivia. EY is the bride to be and she is so much girlier and more on the ball about wedding related stuff than me. In the run-up to MY wedding, I was worrying about work not flowers.
Me: Haha yes I wanted my bridesmaids to wear bright orange but they all said no!
EY: Really? But it wouldn't have gone with your flowers. You'd need gerberas and (name of some other flower I can't remember)
Me (happily): Oh I wouldn't have gotten the same flowers.
EY: But I thought you liked hydrangeas and that's why you got them?
Me: Huh? No, I didn't know what hydrangeas were until I got to the florist and she suggested them.
EY: Horrified silence.....
Uh. So what really happened was this.
I couldn't really be bothered picking a theme for the wedding - so I told my sister who was maid of honour to pick her dress and the bridesmaids would follow suit and whatever colour my sister picked would end up being the theme.
The sister picked a blue dress. The bridesmaids eventually all wore blue. So the theme ended up being blue with touches of bright red.
At one point though, I DID suggest a really bright orange dress (I'm like a child, I like super bright colours). ALL my bridesmaids said no. Actually, because my friends are really nice, they said "ok if you REALLY want this, we'll wear it....". In girl speak, this translates to "NO PLEASE PLEASE NO".
So blue it was. And that's also how I ended up with blue hydrangeas at my wedding. I mean, hydrangeas are very pretty but it could just as easily have been daisies or gerberas and it wouldn't have made any difference.
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
The first time I went to the airport to see a church friend off - I was shocked. I thought people were joking when they said they'd go see her off at 5 am in the morning in the middle of the week. But no, they were all there en masse and it was actually kind of nice in a way. It was like a throwback to living in a small village and how the whole town would turn out for stuff like seeing people off.
Miss M.G. flew off last night and I am sad.
She's been in my life the last 4 years and honestly I don't know how I managed to get through the first twenty-something years of my life without her. Everyone should have a friend that reliable, who cooks and bakes so well and who is so funny.
Mr Grey and I went to the airport last night to see her off and of course, something like half the church showed up. We took the obligatory giant group photo, Ms M hugged everyone and promised to come visit and off she went.
Sigh. I'm really going to miss her. She's been such a reliable cooking, catching up and shopping buddy :(
Looking back I realise that fully half of our shopping trips were in the supermarket - and there is really nothing like bonding at the supermarket.