FRIDAY FRIDAY FAH-RYE-DAY.
I could have finished the post right there, but I'm verbose, so. Thanks be to the almighty it is Friday. Am already dreading Monday. Am so, so sad.
Going to a wedding this weekend and am having the perennial (privileged middle class female) debate:
- sexy shoes what will get broken in the grass; OR
- slightly less sexy shoes which might survive several hours on turf.
Despite my shoe dilemmas, YAY wedding. I seriously love being a wedding guest. Despite being so fundamentally ambivalent about the institution of marriage, ceremonies celebrating love and commitment are my jam.
(*qualification - my ambivalence relates to the need for marriage to be the only legally recognised form of commitment between human beings. We can all commit in our own ways and everyone should enjoy legal rights and recognition where commitment exists). Hymph, digression, got all political there for a second. Soz.
ANYWAY, love wedding ceremonies. I'm going to see some of my favourite people be supremely happy tomorrow, how awesome is that?! P + R are just going to have the best day and I bet they're already having the best ever after. [Did you also love Ever After, that Cinderella movie with Drew Barrymore? Oh god, late 90s I had such a THING about DB movies - Never Been Kissed?! She's the business, Drew is.] [I wish NZ had Netflix because FRIDAY NIGHT memory lane time!]
The wedding is in Hamilton, so we're having another night away from the purrymouses. The kitties will have to survive on their own this time - food will be delivered but no pet sitters, this time. They spend lots of hours happily outdoors now chasing cicadas so I trust they'll keep out of trouble.
I hope you all have as lovely a weekend as I will attending a wedding. May spring arrive for you in the northern hemisphere and may summer stretch out in the south.
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