First Anniversary Flashback: Wedding Morning Tea

I cannot believe that it has been an entire year since hubs and I tied the knot. I guess time flies when you’re having fun! Today is our first wedding anniversary (and ten year anniversary since we started dating!) and I thought that, as well as relaxing and eating our bodyweight in sweets and pasta, I would mark the date with a little flashback post. Today I want to share with you something lovely that my mother organised for the hours while we were getting ready. One of our family rituals is enjoying a good pot of tea with some delicious sweet snacks. On the day of my wedding, mum organised a beautiful morning tea for me and my bridesmaids to enjoy after we had made it back from the hairdressers. It looked a little something like this,

Wedding Morning Teashe got out the (very) good china

Friday Favourites: The Wedding

As part of my new found commitment to blogging in 2015, I thought I would try to do a regular weekly post that called me out if I reverted to my slack ways and missed it. So today i’m bringing you the inaugural ‘Friday Favourites’ post where I have a chat about something i’m loving each week. This first one is a little bit exciting and close to my heart so I hope you enjoy it!  P.S. all the photos on this post were taken by the wonderful Len from I Love Wednesdays. If you need a photographer, she is definitely the one to go with!

 

 

A True Love of Mine: The Wedding

I remember meeting up with a friend after going on one of my first dates with my (now) hubs and saying to them “i’m going to marry that man”. I remember my friend looked incredulous and replied “now???” Well, maybe almost ten years later. I knew very early on in our relationship that this was the man that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. He was unlike any other man in my life. He was gentle and thoughtful, fun to talk with and our conversations were often characterised by long discussions about the merits of different methods of bacon preparation. We often spoke long into the night about our dream house with a full time bacon chef and enough garages to house all the vintage cars he wanted to own. Fast forward nine years and, while there was not a ten car garage or bacon chef in sight, all was well with the world when he proposed at sunrise on a quiet little beach that had a special significance to us both.