Good morning bloggers.
It has been an interesting few days, too say the least. In amongst the matter of dealing with the matters that surround loosing a loved one, and believe me, there are a lot of them, the everyday things of life just go on. And thank goodness for that.
Yesterday, on the lovely Lisa's birthday, I watched Vegeboy play a great game of football against Western Suburbs, which ended up with two of our boys hospitalised, one with concussion, and the other had been carted off in an ambulance. I'm not sure what had happened to Brandon, but it's a lousy way to finish off a game, which ended up as a draw.
Then I had the most lovely afternoon, spent with family and friends at the wedding of my beautiful God-daughter, Leah, to Chad. Actually, I really should say night, as Beloved and I arrived home and hit bed at about 2am..... Chad and Leah were married on the jetty at Nords Wharf, and the reception was held up the road at their parents' house. The weather was beautiful, and the lake was a beautiful, slightly rippling mirror. The bride was gorgeous in her pale, icy green gown, and the groom glowed when he saw her. The service was simple, elegant and meaningful.
And then the party started. Doug and Janine had devoted their small yard and had a marquee and dance floor erected over the pool area for the occassion. The food.... OMG.... the food!!!! Little tasty bits served in those natty little chinese-takeaway-style boxes...Yummo! Noodles, risotto, tiny filet-mignons, beef and chicken kebabs, thai salads, fresh prawns..... teeny tiny gelatos cones for desert... or a fresh fruit and cheese platter...... and more that I just can't remember. And loads of trusty old alcohol.
I say that these people are my family, but there is no blood that links us. What we have is more than that. And it's more enduring. These people met me as a child, and chose to keep me. And I love them. More than a lot of relatives that I never see, but must be linked to........
Having said that, I have a lot of rellos that I share DNA with that I adore as well. I LOVE my family..... all the ones that matter, anyway.
Anyway, I have to get on with the realities of my life at the moment. They are insistent, and keep pressing against my carefully constructed bubble walls that are keeping them at bay. I have a yoo-goo-gally (that's eulogy for those who haven't seen "Zoolander") to write for my luvverly mum..... If anybody has anything that they would like included, please let me know. Her funeral is tomorrow at Pettigrew's funeral chapel at Belmont at 2pm. All are welcome. So I'd better get on with it... no pressure here...... but then again, some of my best work has come out of a last minute rush.......