Lauren’s wedding

24 Oct

Ok, ok, I know it’s Wednesday and I’ve been home from our weekend away for 3 days now and still haven’t written a blog post. That’s the problem with going away, you have to catch up on so much stuff. There’s the washing, of course. Usually I do a load of washing every single day (ugh), but I can’t really do that when we’re away. I guess I could, but then I’d have to pay to use the coin operated machine and then waste half the day waiting for the washing machine to finish to transfer everything to the dryer. No thanks. Now there is a mound of clean clothes as high as my boobs waiting to be folded and put away. At least I’ve done the first 2 steps. I’ve washed and dried them.

Then there’s the dishes. I should have done the dish pile before leaving on Friday, but we left at 8am and I didn’t really have time. By Sunday, they were smelly and disgusting, and even though I was dead tired, I had to wash them.

Oh, and the unpacking. Not just mine, but the kids’ as well. And when you have little kids, you have to take so much stuff. Even for just 2 nights away. There’s their clothes (extra clothes too, in case they get food all over them, vomit, fall in a puddle, wipe snot everywhere, etc. There is no telling how clothes will get dirty in 2 minutes on a toddler), toys (yes, an whole carry-on sized suitcase full. Gotta entertain them somehow when at the cabin), bedding, blankets (as in, their special take-them-to-bed-and-cuddle-them blankets) sippy cups and little spoons, snacks, no tears shampoo, little kid toothpaste, portable cot (for Daniel), baby monitor, nappy bag full of nappies, wipes, creams, etc.. Yeah, lots of stuff. So unpacking is no easy feat.

I also had to catch up on sleep. Which is hard when you usually go to bed at 9 anyway. Not much wiggle room for those extra z’s. Needless to say, getting a blog post out was just not happening. But now it’s 5am, I’m awake, the kids are asleep, Aaron is out running, so I’m writing. As I usually do at 5.

I thought Daniel would be screaming and crying, and desperately wanting to escape from his car seat the whole way there. Turns out if I put some cartoons on the iPad (which has a special holder that goes on the back of the front seat headrest), he is happily entertained for hours. I’m sure it would be a different story if he was in my lap rather than restrained in a seat.

Hannah, on the other hand, started with the “are we there yet’s” after only an hour. A little while after that she started making these horrible whinging noises that sounded nearly identical to a fatally wounded elk. What I’d imagine one to sound like anyway. Then she started flapping her arms about whilst making the horrid noise followed by shouts of “I WANT TO GO TO MCDONALD’S!” Which we did. An hour and a half later.

Hi Mom!

She finally smiles for the camera now

Why McDonald’s? Because they have a playground. Essential for little people in the middle of a long drive. Healthy food joints, take note: if you have a playground, they will come.

The kids loved their little food/play stop even though the tunnels leading to the slides smelled like urine. Ick.

Some hours and many canola fields later, we arrived.

See all that yellow? Fields of canola

Lauren’s wedding. Oh. My. Gosh. It was awesome. That girl knows how to put on a wedding. Actually, every time her family have any sort of get together, it is awesome fun. I learned that 11 years ago at my very first family gathering. Nothing has changed. Except all the kids are no longer kids anymore.

All of the other bridesmaids slept at the reception venue the night before the wedding. It was actually at someone’s house (amazing house), but there was a marquee set up in the yard for the reception. I opted to stay with Aaron and the kids and meet the girls at the house at 7:30 in the morning for a lovely breakfast of bircher muesli, fresh fruit, and eggs, spinach and tomato on toast. Oh yes, it was fabulous. Plus I could enjoy it without any little people grasping on to my leg and looking at me with puppy dog eyes until I picked them up.


bircher muesli

We started the hair/make up process at 10 or 10:30 or something like that and didn’t finish until after we were supposed to leave for the wedding. We didn’t actually end up leaving until after the wedding was supposed to have started.

Me, all ready to go

If you know Lauren though, you’d know that’s not unusual. I remember in high school she was ALWAYS late. Running out the door whilst brushing her teeth, back pack half on, shoes in hand late. She’d often miss her train and Linda would have to race the train to the next stop to drop Lauren off.

We did finally make it there, some 40 minutes late, but at least we arrived in style. 1920s style. I’ve always wanted to ride in one of those old cars.

The wedding charriot. One of them. (sorry about the crop, it’s from instagram)

The sun was shining, the scenery was beautiful, the bride was beautiful, and everything went as planned.

Except when one of the flower girls got a bug in her skirt. Everyone was busy watching the bride and groom sign the registry, so I’m pretty sure no one noticed as one of the bridesmaids had to fish a weird looking bug from the layers of tulle.

After all the formal photos, and some not so formal ones, we rode in the awesome cars to the reception where everyone cocktail hour was almost over.

A not so formal photo…

There was a nanny in the house, looking after all the kids whilst the parents enjoyed the reception. Brilliant idea! Seriously, little kids would be so bored at a wedding reception, so having toys and a nanny away from all that was absolutely wonderful.

I had so much fun at the reception that I danced and giggled until 12am.

Lozza on the dance floor

Some of us couldn’t help ourselves when we noticed the corrugated iron cow.

Who was molesting the cow? I don’t know, we, I mean they… were clearly incognito

There was even a photo booth. If you are having a wedding, seriously, you need one of these. It was so much fun, and they print 2 copies of the photos, one for you and one to glue in a book that goes to the bride and groom. Awesome. If only I had one at my wedding!

Oh yes, there are dress ups for the photo booth

After the band finished at 12, there was a bus to drop everyone off at their accommodation (it also picked people up). See, they thought of everything. No one had to worry about taxis, no one drove drunk, no one had to worry about parking. Well, Aaron drove, but he left at 7 with the grumpy past-their-bed-time kids. He’s not really one for dancing anyway.

Lauren, you are awesome, and I’m sure you and Ryan will have a great life together ❤

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