Christmas in November... and whatever comes to mind

Every year I forget exactly how hot and rainy summer is. Christmas and mums return from America has resulted in wedding block. I really cannot think of what to do next for the wedding.

We're half way through the wedding invites (well the mock up copy), but need to go to three shops before we can start the mass production. Also I need to find the Myer's stuff, so I can include the gift info. Oh and I'm not sure what time to put on the invite for the ceremony OR reception.

We've registered at Myers, for about 20 items. We've got to go back.

We have the name of about 3 or 4 dress makers, but we're going to wait until after Ri's sister gets back from India before we start that process. That's actually Ri's job.

I'm about half way through the vows.

So many half done tasks. Now to Christmas.

We had our first Christmas party on Sunday. With the secret santa, where Ri had to buy for his mum and I had to buy for someone I never meet. I finally got to meet Al, Ri's future future Brother inlaw. He was exactly what I was expecting except for one thing. He had brown eyes.

Christmas does not feel very Christmas-y this year. We are not even going anywhere! Ri's sister will be away and so will my dad. We have not even put up a tree yet. I know this is the normal time to put up a tree, but in my family we put up the tree in the first week of November.

MY MUM IS HOME! She was away for three weeks and we got a text msg and a postcard. Now I can't be told off next year if I only call six times in six months.
We picked her up from the airport yesterday. She went to all the thanksgivings sales, and come home with bags of gifts for her three children.

My gifts include a necklace from the Tiffany's in new york. And a shirt from a chocolate factory that simply says "Reese's".

Can't sleep

Clowns will eat me.

It's 2:30am and I cannot sleep. I've been having trouble getting to sleep ever since we reached 6 months to go. I think about everything just as I'm trying to get to sleep. I'm not even worried about the things I think about, they just run through my mind and drive me nuts. I think of new ideas for the vows, speeches, music, invite wording.
I am driving myself crazy.
and Rhys too as I know his sleep is suffering like it always does when mine does.

Here is a poem:
I take you as my partner...I take you as my partner, my friend and my love.
My hopes and dreams will now be intermingled with yours.
I will seek to balance my needs with those of our community and family.
I will openly draw from our combined experience
and feelings in our search for truth and meaning.
I will strive for harmony through compromise and understanding.

I will be forgiving, but not complacent.
From this day forward, I take shared responsibility
for our marriage, family, community and myself,
regardless of our successes or failures.

I promise to be faithful and true to you in mind,
body, and spirit; to cherish you and respect you;
and to be a source of comfort and encouragement,
free and bound by our love, as long as we shall live.

Less than six months to go

With less than six months to go, we've started making the invites and I have to say that they look AMAZING. Much better than I ever expected Rhys and I would be able to manage.
I'll post up some pics once that have been sent out.
We've put together the guest list.

The engagement photos are nowhere to be seen. Five weeks after the fact. Sigh. Karma for making the photographer shoot in the rain? I just could not bare the idea of having to get ready again. I'd had a facial, got my nails done, hair and makeup. I will post them once I get my hands on them. I'm sure that they will be great.

The dress is the dress my MC is having made for the wedding. Except in blue. She is going to be my something blue.

We went to a wedding on Saturday the 7th! I would like to congratulate the bride and groom on a beautiful day.
Their part of the ceremony was beautiful. The priest however told us how people still say that he looks young to be a priest (???) and then told us the meaning of life is this this this. Whatever that may be. The bride looked amazing and the theme was good fun (Tiffany and Co) I would have a great time. Except at the ceremony I got a migraine and by the time the other guests were cheering the arrival of the bride and groom at the reception I was bent over the toilet throwing up. I had to go home at 8. To throw up some more. Sleep. Throw up. You get the idea.

It's our first Christmas do this weekend. Ri's family are having an early christmas because his sis is going to India for the holidays.

They are having a secret santa.

I got Al.

I don't do secrets.