An Ode to Map Guy on our 5th Wedding Anniversary

You’re my tantrum tag teamer extraordinaire,
The ever patient stroker of my hair,
A tight jar opener and heavy thing lifter,
My wonderful Mother’s Day bacon rose gifter.

A cockroach hunter and scary spider killer,
My super awesome bedroom thriller!
With fabulous hands, you’re a top masseuse,
Plus you’re scrummier than a pfeffernusse.

My friend, my lover, my BFF,
Handy with the vac and a bloody good chef.
The dad that puts Mike Brady to shame,
And the man that sets my heart aflame.

The only one to whom I can tell all my stuff,
And the one who got me up the duff!
To find anyone better I’d be hard pressed,
Because these last five years have been the best!

Mappy Anniversary

On this day three years ago, Map Guy and I became Mr and Mrs GlowMap or MapGlow. Or something.

We didn't have the traditional type of wedding because we're not traditional type of people. It started with having three bright yellow Ford GTs as our wedding cars and continued from there.

I wasn't walked down the isle by my Dad... I didn't want to be. It was not something I had dreamed of since I was a little girl; I had not imagined myself in a giant puffy dress, walking next to my Dad while he held back tears as he proudly escorted me to my waiting beau. No matter how much mainstream media told me I should want for it, I didn't. Not even once.

It didn't sit well with me to be given away as property - even if it is just a silly tradition that holds no weight any more, that's what it felt like for me. I would be a possession. An object. There was no way it was going to happen.

So instead, Map Guy waited at the bottom (or is it the top?) of the aisle for me to arrive, and we walked up (or is it down?) together, to symbolize to our friends and family in attendance that we had chosen to "give ourselves away" to each other.

Because I was acutely aware that my Dad might have dreamed of giving his daughter away, but would never have voiced his disappointment, a few minutes in to the ceremony BOTH sets of parents were asked to stand and "give away" their child - If I had to be given away then he bloody had to as well!

We continued on with the non-traditional by having a somewhat unusual choice of song for our bridal waltz, "Shut Up and Kiss Me" by Fiona Horne and Paul McDermott (yep the guy on Good News Week who always sings),  then the bridal party joined us and "Icecream" by Sarah McLachland played. It was definitely very "us". As was the fairy bread the bridal party had between ceremony and reception. What? You know all the best parties have fairy bread!

Photo by the divine Jen Regan of Anna Rose Photography

Happy anniversary, Map Guy. Because we always seem to gravitate towards music, I will quote Spiral Staircase when I say  "I love you more today than yesterday, but only half as much as tomorrow ". The past year has been amazing and I would be nowhere without you. I love you xxx

Did you do anything different to the norm at your wedding? Would you do anything differently if you had the chance?

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A Republican In A Tiara

On Friday night Map Guy, Tricky and I arrived by our 244 horsepowered carriage at Wembley Manor for a delightful affair to celebrate the marriage of His Royal Highness Prince William Arthur Philip Louis of Wales, Royal Knight Companion of the Most Noble Order of the Garter to Miss Catherine Elizabeth Middleton.

One must dress appropriately for a Royal Wedding party so ties for the gentlemen and hat/headwear for the ladies was required. Map Guy dusted off his suit and bow tie whilst I wore a black cocktail dress and accessorised with pearls and a tiara... and whilst one doesn't like to brag, I will mention my hair looked nicer than Chelsy Davy's and my headwear was a thousand times better than Princess Beatrice's... though that's not really saying much is it?

And dress codes count for babies too, so young Tricky wore a cute little shirt with a multi-coloured car tie on it that I made... I know - I even impressed myself.

Straight outta a magazine

Our hosts, the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge(Street), went to so much effort and supplied us with copious amounts of homemade British fare; miniature mushy pea pies, miniature bacon and egg pies, chicken tikka skewers with yoghurt and coriander dip (because you can't get more British than curry), and my favourite Yorkshire puddings with melt-in-the-mouth beef and a delicious horseradish sauce.

And if that wasn't enough, for dessert we had the same chocolate biscuit cake that was served at the reception (the groom's cake), and scrumptious Eton Mess.

It was a great night and even though I'm a republican, I loved watching the pomp and ceremony of a Royal Wedding and the feeling of watching a little bit of history unfold... plus I liked laughing at the eyebrows and hats and horrid outfits while hanging out with my friends.

So here's to the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge; may they have a long and happy marriage (and avoid white FIAT's and Parisian tunnels).

Back row: The Duke and Duchess of Cambridge(Street)
Middle row: Lord and Lady Glow, The Count and Countess of Moose
Front row: Baron and Baroness Von Fridge

Did you celebrate the Royal Wedding? Would you feel jipped if you married a Prince and got given the title of Duchess? Or is it just me?

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FlogYoBlog Friday - The Giant Puffy Dress Edition

Get out your top hats and tails or frocks and ridiculously large and feathery hats, this edition of FlogYoBlog Friday has a dress code!

Today's the day that Prince William marries the commoner, Kate Middleton... but really, if you're mixing in those circles, you're not really common are you? 

Tonight I will be watching the wedding at a fancy schmancy Royal Wedding Dinner Party - which is code for hanging out with friends (wearing my tiara) and playing a drinking game where you have a sip every time the commentator says beautiful/stunning/gorgeous/momentous.

If you're staying in tonight, you can check out Three Li'l Princesses' Royal Wedding Pyjama Par-tay - a live event starting at 7pm AEST. If I could get away with taking my laptop to the dinner, I'd join in.

Just so we're clear, I think Ms Middleton would look amazing in a sleek, understated gown ala Carolyn Bessette, BUT my bet is that she will wear a giant puffy dress with a massive train.

So grab a fascinator and let's Flog!

The Rules

(As stolen from Lori, thus making Baby Jesus cry... sorry)

1. Follow Where's My Glow? 
2. Bow down at the alter of Mummy Time; Blog-goddess, all round groovy gal and creator of FYBF
3. Grab the FYBF button and post it on your sidebar or in the post you're linking up
4. Link in your favourite/best post from the week (don't just put your blog URL)
5. Follow at least 1 linkyer/blogger (Be nice and spread the comment love)
6. The list will be open for linkyers on Fridays (and for the foreigners Friday as well)
7. A new and fresh linky list will open every Friday. And you will have to link up AGAIN. The previous link list does not carry over to the following week
8. Because I live in Dullsville Perth the list will open around 7am AWST - I'm not getting up at 5am and the last time I scheduled a post it didn't work.

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