The wind beneath my wings.

It was our wedding anniversary last weekend.

We went out to dinner at a great restaurant called Hellenika, at Nobbys Beach. It was really fantastic. I was high on pseudoephedrine and also drank nearly a whole bottle of red wine to myself. WEEEEEEEE!*

Anyway you should go there if you are on the GC it's tops.

I thought about posting about our wedding day and putting some old photos up, but decided it was too self indulgent, because I don't like to put photos of other people on my blog without asking them. And M is HARDCORE not into having photos of himself on the interwebs. So it would just be a full colour spread of ME ME ME.

And then I thought, FUCK IT, this is my blog and I can indulge my whims if I want to.

So, New Idea style, here is a full colour spread of photos from our wedding 6 years ago. Minus any photos of anyone except me.

OK I might include some headless snaps of other people just to give a complete picture. Anyone in these pics I will take them down if you want me to.

MWAHAHAHA.

Just imagine Bette Midler singing "Wind beneath my wings" while you scroll through these.

Interesting facts about our wedding:

-  The grass was really wet and squishy and I had to stand on the balls of my feet lest the heels of my spiky heels sink into the mud. I hadn't thought that one through
- The couple who ran the restaurant where we got married were weird. The vibe was hostile. The man was ok but woman seemed to hate us for some reason. They were in the process of handing it over to new owners. My theory was that they were getting divorced and that would explain her venomous feelings about marriage.
-  The marriage celebrant was an old teacher of mine
- The photographer was my cousin's friend. Now he is my (almost) brother in law!
- My bridesmaids were my friends B and J, they are sisters. They were my housemates at a time in my life when I was lower than a lizard's belly and they helped me get through it without even really knowing they did.
- We had the poem "Owl and the pussy cat" read by the celebrant. Aren't we cute.
- I didn't have a wedding car, I just called a cab. Everyone seemed to think this was weird, particularly the cab driver. When he arrived he said "Which one of you is the bride?". We were like, um, dude, the one wearing a white dress and carrying a bouquet maybe?
- We had a lunchtime wedding. This also blew people's minds. But we rocked on into the night with a bar tab at a bar in Mooloolaba. Yeah.
- There was a "blue moon" the night of our wedding.
- I did my own makeup and hair. The bridesmaids did their own. They also chose their own dresses.

You can read about how M and I met here. Marriage is weird and sometimes it is hard. But all up I like it. I like it a lot.


*Don't try this at home people. Don't worry I didn't breastfeed the kid.