A Perfect Day...

Lucky for us, the rain held off but we could see it on the horizon of the Great Barrier Reef. We sat on cushioned wooden chairs overlooking the sea through the palm trees swaying lazily in the breeze... Sounds nice doesn't it? Well that is because it was. The start of our reception on the lawns of the Far Horizon's Restaurant, part of the Asagna Resort in Palm Cove.

We had waiters presenting our drinks to us (champagne for me thanks) and a delicious array of canapes and cocktail finger food to indulge in. And there was heaps of food. More than what I expected. The Wedding Planner of the resort told me there would be ample food for our party and she was right. Considering it was a late lunch (our reception/drinks began at 2pm) which blended into the evening, I know we were all full.

Our food included Barramundi Spring Rolls, Cherry Tomato and Parmesan tartlets (Monet loved these!), Smoked Salmon on cucumber...

Smoked Chicken pate on mini corn pancakes (let me tell you - they were divine!), assorted sushi rolls, seared Tuna Niscoise, basil risotto with fried Halloumi cheese, Thai green curry (served in wee little noodle boxes)...oh the list goes on. So much yummy food. Worth the money, that is for sure, because it was immaculately presented and it was just enough for the 12 of us.

It did eventually begin to rain and we were then shown a little area on the side of the restaurant that we then claimed as our own. We had a few comfortable cane couches to lounge upon and some lovely single chairs with a couple of coffee tables in the center. Not that much coffee was drunk mind you, it was champagne and beer all round I think.

Lyndon's parents left to catch their flight back to Melbourne in the early evening and at about 10pm (I think! - I had no idea of the time all afternoon, I was having too a good time to worry about things like time!) my parents headed back to their hotel, taking our Princess Monet with them. It was the first time she had slept away from her mum and dad, but she didn't care - she was staying at a hotel with her Grandparents. (Apparently she didn't fall asleep for ages which is pretty typical and never returned home to our place till about 6:30pm on the following evening!!)

There was seven of us remaining and we enjoyed each others company for another hour or so before we finished up. And paid the bill. (Owch!)

We had a fabulous time and we were lucky to spend our special day with some of our most special friends and parents. Even though neither of Lyndon's siblings could make it (my new Sister-in-Law and Brother-in-Law,) or my sister, they weren't far from our thoughts, but we knew they were there in spirit. And besides, we'll be seeing my sister in two weeks time to celebrate anyway - hmm, maybe a duty-free bottle of Moet is on the cards! *wink wink*

At the end of the evening, back at our home, Lyndon, my husband *giggle giggle* said that they day could not have been more perfect. I agree. We did it our way, in our little area of Australia, in a place we love, we felt good, our child was very well behaved and it was not over the top, or not us. It was us. It was our special day spent with special people.

*smile*

...and then we were Husband and Wife...

Everything went to plan and we had the most brilliant Wedding day. Our plans went smoothly and it was exactly like we wanted, a small intimate wedding party at one of our favourite places, Palm Cove. No formality, just happy people on the foreshore, followed by constant nibbles and copious amounts of drinks to follow on the grassy lawns of the Far Horizon's Restaurant. It was our idea of perfection.

I was never going to be a white wedding bride with a hundred odd guests. I'm not one to wear white (to begin with) and I'm not one who likes attention. We only organised the wedding about 5-6 weeks ago after ditching our plans we made back in November. I'm glad we ditched those plans and organised this wedding when we did. To us, it couldn't have been more perfect.

My parents arrived Thursday evening as I dashed out the door to go to the hairdressers for a cut. Lyndon's parents arrived Friday lunch time, just after Lyndon and I had met the Marriage Celebrant for the first time and discussed what was to happen. We even choose the spot we were going to be married at the same time. (I organised and basically planned this wedding via a Wedding Planner on the internet - even chose my bouquet this way!) Friday was our first proper meeting with the Planner. Unreal hey?

Our four close friends from Melbourne arrived on Friday evening. The three of us met and greeted them at the airport and took them in two separate cars to their resort in Palm Cove. A car for the boys, a car for the girls. (Our other guest, also from Melbourne, was already up here.)

No one had seen my dress, let alone me in it, (bar Monet of course) until Saturday Midday when I opened up my bedroom door and asked my mother to 'help with the zipper'. I did my own hair (it's short), complete with a diamante bobby pin (a must have don't you think?) and my own make up. I never wear make up. On the odd occasion I do but I'm not one to wear it. I lashed out and bought some 'proper' stuff. I didn't want someone to charge $60 to do my make up - I'm not one for eyeliner (refuse to wear it) and I know I just wanted a simple 'Melody' look.

The tiny bottle of Champagne went down very (very) well as I sat on the couch with my parents and Monet, our little Princess who looked beautiful and behaved the way she should have - perfect. But Monet said she was nervous. Her tummy felt funny apparently, she told me in the back seat of the car as we drove the 5-odd minutes up to Palm Cove. Poor love.

Do you know how great I felt as I walked the footpath to the area where Lyndon, his parents and our five friends were waiting? Bloody marvellous, that's how!

I cannot begin to tell you how nervous Lyndon was, obviously the couple of beers beforehand did nothing to calm his nerves. He looked very handsome...

I think I smiled my way through the ceremony and spoke in a clear voice when saying our vows...

Monet clung to my legs and wandered down to the sand for a look. That was how I wanted her to be. Herself. And she was.

After 'the kiss'...

...and the signing of our certificate, we popped open a couple of bottles of champagne and drank from crystal goblets. It was perfect. Everyone was happy and smiling and proud. Maybe that was just me?

*heehee*

So that was our ceremony. Stay tuned for the 'reception'...

Finally...

Busy...

I have a busy week coming up. I probably won't get around to posting another 'post' until next week sometime. 

We're attending a wedding this coming weekend and our holiday is rapidly approaching so things here have been busy, busy, busy!!! We've got friends and some family too are coming up for this wedding which we're all attending so it is an exciting time.

Monet has a new cute dress and shoes to wear to this wedding...

Lyndon has bought a brand new suit and shirt...

I have bought a dress that I purchased in Brisbane the other week...

I'll post again when things settle back down a little.

Oh, I never said, the wedding we're attending is OURS!

Easter Sky

How is your Easter Weekend going?

Ours is fine, bar the fact that Lyndon and Monet BOTH have head colds at the moment. They both have head colds, but both head colds are different. Where as Lyndon has a runny nose and headache, Monet has a throaty cough. Lucky us hey? But still, it never stopped Lyndon from going to work yesterday AND today. (Deadlines, deadlines!)

Yesterday morning it was only I who got to see the delight in Monet's face after spying what Easter Bunny had left for her. Just how does Easter Bunny work out that Monet has been wanting a 'flashlight' and a 'skipping rope' for yonks? Everything was a big hit. She's been very, very good at sharing her Easter Chocolate with her Mummy-dearest too - without me asking mind you. Sometimes Monet does make me proud...

I swear that horse she is sitting on in the above photo hasn't left her side in the past 36 hours. Nor the flashlight for that matter. It is a wonder it still works.

I have to share the next photo with you of the evening sky (about 6:30 pm) on Thursday night...

See that stripe? The bluest of blues it was. Now that photo is taken from our balcony, facing due East towards the ocean (about a 10 minute walk). East. Not west. Opposite to where the sun is setting. It would make sense if the sun was setting that way, but it doesn't. Lyndon and a friend we had staying the night, went to find out what the stripe was. It ends up that as the sun was setting in the west, a cloud was in the sun's rays and causing this stripe to reflect across the sky into a stripe. Nature never ceases to amaze me at times... I had never seen anything like it...

Six Word Memoir Meme

The ever lovely Ms Mac has tagged me for an Meme, called the 'six word memoir'. This is what you do.

1. Write a six word memoir and post it on your blog.
2. Add a picture if you wish.
3. Link to the person who tagged you.
4. Tag 4 or 5 others, with links, to keep it going.
5. Leave a comment for the ones you tag with an invitation to play.
6. And link to the original post about the Six Word Memoir meme.

Here is my six word memoir.

"My Life With My Little Masterpiece"

And now I have to tag a few of you, so I am going to tag Naomi, Kimbofo, Jeanie and H&B and like Ms Mac, you can write your own six word memoir in the comments section!

Pimped Snacks

The other night, we were watching an older episode of Gordon Ramsey's 'The F Word', when one of the regular guys on the show was talking about a website called 'Pimp That Snack'.  And me, being me, Googled and found.  And laughed.

If you want a good giggle, go here to Pimp That Snack and explore the site.  We sat for ages looking at all the creations and giggling our heads off. 

 

Basically it is every day people who 'enlarge' a snack.  For example, here is someones 'pimped' Rocher...

Photo taken from 'Pimp That Snack dot com'

Everything is made from scratch with photos of how and what they did.  Hopefully the site will entertain you as much as it entertained us...

I think I'd 'pimp' a Vanilla Slice...or imagine a giant Lamington (mmm!), or how about a Giant Peppermint Crisp?

What snack would you pimp?

Construction

Lyndon had to go into work today for a little while and I needed to go and buy Little Miss You-Know-Who, some goodies for next weekend which I can't exactly do with her besides me, like she has done previously. She's now too 'switched on'. So I dropped Monet off at Lyndon's work for an hour.

Monet has been banging on for numerous weeks now that she 'wants to go to work with daddy'. Lyndon bought for her a while back from Bunnings, one of those kiddies tool belts, complete with tools and a Hard Hat. She adores it. She walks around the apartment 'fixing' things. Well, tries to anyway.

So last night, when Lyndon suggested that Monet could visit him at work for an hour today (he works on a big construction site) she was terribly excited. It is a wonder she could sleep last night.

I dropped her off at about 11am and she didn't look back as she walked into Lyndon's office. Did. Not. Look. Back. She had her lunch box and tool belt with her. I drove off child-free for an hour or so. (Yippee!)

When I returned, she looked like she had had a terrific time with her Dad. Lyndon said that when they walked over to the construction site, the security guards on duty couldn't wipe the smiles off their faces looking at Monet all dressed up with her hard hat and tool belt on. I wished I had a photo (but no cameras are allowed on site without permission!) Monet told me about the men laying tiles, the bathrooms, the kitchen, the tool boxes. She did some colouring-in off construction plans and was very happy to have gone to work with her daddy. But she said she was tired. Apparently it was hard work hanging around with Dad for an hour.

I wonder when Lyndon is working on a Sunday again?