Thank you for visiting my first ever blog! For those of you who could not make it to our wedding, I hope you enjoy my scribblings. For those who did join us, thank you for you wonderful presence. If you only want to look at pictures, then you can see some lovely shots at Mish Photography - just select 'Melissa and Tnee'. Otherwise you can see all our photos on Picasa.
If you only want to read a particular section, just click on one of the labels above. Otherwise, just keep scrolling down the blog to read all my ramblings! Part of the reason for this blog is also to thank all the talented people who so generously gave us either their time or huge discounts on their wares so that our wedding could be all we wanted, so be ready for shameless plugs!
Engaged at Kandy Lake, Sri Lanka
January 13, 2009
We were in the cultural capital of Kandy, Sri Lanka. There was a moonlit night, a lovely lake, a naked electrical wire spouting green blue sparks and an annoyed Melissa because Tnee wouldn't show her what was in the zip part of his wallet. I was pretty hard core about knowing what was in there (this being the first thing EVER that Tnee wouldn't tell me) and I didn't say anything except "What's in the zip bit" over and over again for about 45 minutes. My resolve was so strong that this included the conversation Tnee struck up with a passing Aussie traveller who must have thought I was truly loony as I didn't speak one word to him and continued to whisper "What's in the zip bit" under my breath while Tnee and he talked! What was it? Drugs, a girl's phone number ... nothing?! We sat for ages by the lake, me fuming and Tnee being very calm. Strangely, I was glad to know that even in this highly annoyed state, I was still enormously happy to sit next to this man and be there together. We must have sat there for another hour or so as the clouds covered and uncovered the moon. And then, as Tnee opened the zip bit and unwrapped a little piece of paper and got down his knee I realised how wrong I'd got it. I hadn't even considered this possibility. There was my smiling boy, me in tears and a ring I had previously admired two weeks earlier while staying in Galle and was devastated to find the jeweler had sold just as I had made the decision to buy it. A small gold ring with a deep blue sapphire and two tiny diamonds. He asked, I said yes. I asked he said yes. We took a mobile phone picture of our shadows and there you go ... engaged!
We were in the cultural capital of Kandy, Sri Lanka. There was a moonlit night, a lovely lake, a naked electrical wire spouting green blue sparks and an annoyed Melissa because Tnee wouldn't show her what was in the zip part of his wallet. I was pretty hard core about knowing what was in there (this being the first thing EVER that Tnee wouldn't tell me) and I didn't say anything except "What's in the zip bit" over and over again for about 45 minutes. My resolve was so strong that this included the conversation Tnee struck up with a passing Aussie traveller who must have thought I was truly loony as I didn't speak one word to him and continued to whisper "What's in the zip bit" under my breath while Tnee and he talked! What was it? Drugs, a girl's phone number ... nothing?! We sat for ages by the lake, me fuming and Tnee being very calm. Strangely, I was glad to know that even in this highly annoyed state, I was still enormously happy to sit next to this man and be there together. We must have sat there for another hour or so as the clouds covered and uncovered the moon. And then, as Tnee opened the zip bit and unwrapped a little piece of paper and got down his knee I realised how wrong I'd got it. I hadn't even considered this possibility. There was my smiling boy, me in tears and a ring I had previously admired two weeks earlier while staying in Galle and was devastated to find the jeweler had sold just as I had made the decision to buy it. A small gold ring with a deep blue sapphire and two tiny diamonds. He asked, I said yes. I asked he said yes. We took a mobile phone picture of our shadows and there you go ... engaged!
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Why portaloos are not cool at a wedding
April, 2009
Our first ideas on how and where to get married where based on the naively romantic idea that we could just find some land somewhere and put up a marquee, do all our own food and just have the big old party we wanted! We were also keen to get people out of Brisbane and be surrounded by nature. So we began looking at Maleny, the beautiful hinterland of the Sunshine Coast. My great friend Simon Jeffcoat let us know about a family getaway called Top of the World, comprising two beautiful houses overlooking the Glass House Mountains. After initial investigations the picture was painted to us of 150+ guests queuing for a portaloo, ladies stationary due to stiletto-in-grass capture, inclement weather blowing glasses off wobbly tables and a catering crisis because someone forgot to fill up the gas bottle. We decided to take a different route! As it happened just down the road was the newly refurbished Solothurn Rural Resort. It was the perfect solution. Solothurn is on 400 acres, boasts a working animal farm, the quaint St Albertus Chapel, a huge unpretentious reception area with beautiful open air sides overlooking the rolling green hills of Maleny and accomodation for over 80 guests in carved wood chalets and cottages. Hosts Anna and Richard couldn't have been more down to earth and we loved the simple feel of the place. Anna's Dad actually built the entire complex after arriving here from Switzerland (hence the Solothurn reference). He was a master carpenter and you can see his amazing craft everywhere on the property. The other great benefit was being allowed to do all our own catering and drinks ... because I wanted Mum's rice and curry! So we decided to book the two houses at Top of the World for us, our close friends and family to stay in for the 3 days leading up to the wedding and we booked in Solothurn!
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