My 25th birhday

Blogger isn't making it easy to upload photos, so they may have to wait.
Last Friday was my 25th birthday. I had a heck of a day at work, I had this delusion that the place would absorb it was my birthday and let me out a 3pm instead of 5pm. I think I had Rhys pick me up at 5:30. Oh well!
He gave me some red roses.
And drove me to the goldcoast hinterlands for four nights at Pethers. We had dinner at the restraunt which had a massive fire place that I cannot even begin to describe. Which is why I'd like to have uploaded some photos.
We saw the sites, ate chocolate and fudge and polish food. Drank wine and coffees. Saw German clocks. Saw glow worms and went on a sky walk. Mt Tamborine is beautiful. Inspired me to start planning a wedding. Not ours. A bit late to switch to Mt Taborine, if only I had a sister, I'd have her wedding half planned already.

It was so relaxing and beautiful that I never felt more tired when I started back at work on Wednesday. It has not been easy lately, while I had the flu I couldn't take my Enbrel (my med that keeps the arthritis in check) so I'm in so much pain while I wait for it to kick in again (I missed about a months worth).

Anyway.

Best.Birthday.Ever.

Last one as a 'single' girl too!

I've decided

I re-read my second last blog, and boy do I decide!
I'm beginning to feel bad about it actually. I am making all the decisions and even the jobs that I tell Rhys to do, I've already started and half way through the task by the time I have told him what is involved and what to expect.
It's not that I don't trust him to do any of it. It's just so much easier to go onto the net, get advice, use advice, make enquires, organise meetings and inform Rhys of the places he has to be and the cost that we'll be looking at.
This is probably what is standard for most brides/grooms to be. But he really wants to do something and he was the one who wanted to have the weekend.
Yes the loony with the wedding blog wanted to go down to city hall about 12 months ago.

I've given him the task of invitations. Don't let me get away with planning the invitations in the next two months.

Engaged Valentines.

Well, I'm convinced that practice does indeed make perfect. This was our 4th Valentines day together and the day has progressed from home cooked dinner and flowers to a weekend away.
The amazing thing was that I didn't even hint that I was ready to crack it after 3 weeks living in tight spaces and oh if only we could get away.
I really didn't. I was expecting a non-valentines because we're embarking on a very expensive experience next year: read wedding + 6 month round the world trip.
He packed, got me in the car and drove me to
http://www.oreillys.com.au/
for two nights of just us. No TV. No phones. No family. It was heaven.