We are shortly going to be setting off to join my family in the build up to my brother’s wedding tomorrow. I spoke to him earlier. He sounds calm and strong. Which is the way it should be. We’ve got a big family dinner tonight involving my parents, brothers, children, Builder Bloke, uncle and aunt from Australia, old old family friends from Canada – it will be really lovely.
I can’t wait for the wedding. I’m trying to ignore the fact that I’m having a major clothing trauma because it’s not about me and my mother keeps pointing out that nobody cares. After a friend mentioned that she couldn’t possibly wear silk because it crumples very easily and I will sweat in it, I am now panicking as have a vision of doing the reading in the church with enormous wet patches under my arms. Another friend suggested attaching squeedgee mops to each armpit ha ha ha, but I was seriously wondering if I could get away with teeny weeny sanitary pads (without wings obviously) stuck under each arm (but think will be wrong way round to help). Think I am going to have to wear a t-shirt under dress to absorb sweat which may have the opposite effect because I will be twice as hot.
Oh no. what to do.
THEN clearly my sweat drenched dress will have to be changed for evening, before I “get on down” (as I like to say to my children in an embarrassing mother sort of way) and create even more sweat. Another friend has lent me a beautiful maxi-dress, but I don’t know how many people will be changing in the evening – and I don’t want to look like I’m trying to pretend I’m the bride, so now I’ll have to bring loads of stuff “just in case” and in my teeny weeny clutch bag I will somehow have to squeeze several dress changes, absorbent pads, camera, tissues (for eyes not armpits), make-up (waterproof) and other such girly detritus.
Will take LOADS of photos. Have a lovely weekend and as Janelle would say, lots of big squeedgee, love everybody because I’m drunk at a wedding sort of hugs and kisses all round xx
27. August 2009
My 9 year old and his friend made these gorgeous cup cakes in anticipation of a celebratory breakfast for his brother. He even put sparklers in them but I missed the moment:- Teenage son was WAY too scared to get the results this morning. He made me do it and then my daughter told him [...]
Continue reading and leave comments...26. August 2009
A random photo of an ostrich that I came across on the outskirts of Cape Town:- A random child’s question:- “Mum” said my son tonight just before he went to sleep, “I’ve got a question for you” and I was thinking “oh no, not good, I’m rubbish at children’s questions” … “I’ve been wondering about [...]
Continue reading and leave comments...26. August 2009
Yesterday, when my ex-husband picked something up from the house he said “I like your new shirt” to my daughter and she said “DAD, I had this shirt on our holiday and I wore it like, virtually every day, I can’t believe you didn’t notice it then….” Funny isn’t it. It would be incomprehensible to [...]
Continue reading and leave comments...25. August 2009
We’re all getting very excited about our family wedding this weekend. My daughter can’t stop talking about her role as a bridesmaid and what she’s wearing and how she’s going to do her hair and so on… I went shopping this morning for all the necessary bits to make my dress look appropriate for “sister [...]
Continue reading and leave comments...25. August 2009
So. Back to Sunday night briefly and my BBQ for far too many teenagers. The gorgeous “Mud” wanted to know what my son’s new girlfriend was like…. Well, I was impressed. Clearly due to over-excitement, my son seemed to be the only one of the group of teenagers at my house to drink too much. [...]
Continue reading and leave comments...24. August 2009
Thankfully all the members of my brothers’ stag weekend in Barcelona made it safely back into the country late last night. Although three were missing until late the next day after a very drunken night out and one got mugged by loads of blokes and lost his wallet and his phone. I was more than [...]
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28. August 2009
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