Busy long weekend. On Friday we slept in, leaving Matt to get his own breakfast (and thank goodness he didn't mind!) I tried to rest as much as I could but we also had to rehearse the song we were doing for the signing of the register at Simon and Amanda's wedding—“Crazy” by Mercy Me. This was a little difficult as neither of us had actually heard the song until the weekend before, and there was no sheet music to go with it. So Ben had to sit down and work it out (and fortunately he's a musical genius and the song was fairly simple) and then transpose it to fit my voice (because I cannot sing like a tenor). We rehearsed it about four or five times in the course of the afternoon, and then went to my mother and Peter's place for dinner where we ate delicious salmon steaks and watched part of the second season of Creature Comforts.
On Saturday I got up early to get ready for the wedding—iron clothes, wrap presents, make a card, etc. We drove to Dapto and got there fairly early. The wedding band were already rehearsing and they sounded fantastic. I forgot that Amanda knows a lot of UNSW people and I kept recognising people whose name I didn't know, and they kept recognising us.
We had about half an hour to rehearse and I kept stuffing up the words because I didn't have a music stand to put them on. (Yes, if I was truely a pro, I would have memorised them. But I'm not a pro.) The band shared some of their lunch with us and then people started filing in for the ceremony.
Simon and Amanda had so many guests, they had an overflow room in the hall where people could watch the wedding via satellite—well, not satellite: some sort of cable. It was a beautiful wedding—the music totally rocked (my favourite was the way they did “We Believe”), Richard preached faithfully from the passages in the outline and I only made one minor stuff-up during the signing of the register.
Afterwards we caught up with all manner of people from college, from Wollongong and from UNSW—both outside the church and at the reception hall. Unfortunately we had to leave early so we missed most of the speeches but we did get back to Sydney in time to do a quick change, scoff down some dinner and catch the train to St. James for the Joanna Newsom concert in Hyde Park under The Famous Spiegeltent. They were originally Guan and Mary's tickets but they had to give them up due to other commitments. We were very grateful to have them. Newsom played for an hour and a half and she was spectacular. All of us in the audience applauded for ages and ages but as she'd already done 10 songs (and two of them were long ones), she didn't come back to do an encore.
On Sunday I woke early to do laundry and various things. I was supposed to write 600 words on Veronica Mars for Salt (which you'd think wouldn't take long) but it took all day. I kept working on it after we came back from church but it really didn't start to come together until 1 in the morning.
Today is our seventh wedding anniversary. Happy Anniversary to us!
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I don’t get the “Beilharzei” - is it a German reference? But I do get the 7 year anniversary thing! Wow! You’re amazing you two!! 7 years!!!! Congratulations!
PS I am sooooooo glad I came and tasted the yummy chicken and met everyone again - thanks for hosting it!!!!
No problems at all karen, I know how you felt.. I feel like that today… 8-(
Matt
Congratulations! That’s very cool
Wow, 7 years! Happy anniversary, and may you have many more
Wowee, seven years! (That means I have known you for six and a half years!)
Thanks for all the congrats, everyone!
George: someone once decided that the plural for “Beilharz” is “Beilharzei”.