It’s our wedding anniversary this Thursday, the 17th of January. 3 years have flown by and we’ve been through thick and thin (though nothing too dramatic), it’s mostly been smooth sailing.
Our wedding was a big mish-mash of two cultures. We got married in a Coptic Orthodox Church and had our photo shoot and reception at a beautiful winery.
In true Steve and Ange style, our wedding was not without its quirks. We had some interesting photo shoot photos done (see below) and a photobooth at our reception. Then there was the time the Egyptian music cut loose and so did the Egyptians (And some Aussies) as a hilarious belly-dance off took place. Oh, and we can’t forget that our best man wore a kilt during his speech and that my husband got my garter off by getting on a car trolley thingy…oh dear.
Our first anniversary was spent the way a typical, romantic anniversary should be. We drove around wineries in Coonawarra, had a picnic on the beach and ate at an amazing Thai restaurant so we could get all nostalgic about our honeymoon in Thailand.
Our second anniversary was a little different. Mr.T was a mere 10 weeks old or so. I cooked up a dinner which we had nice and late after he was down for the night…(or a few hours anyway)
And now we come to the third. One year ago, I would of thought Mr.T will be ONE and surely we can drop him off somewhere and party on and do all those romantic things!
That’s not happening.
Some people might think it’s crazy. Just do it. He’s too attached. YOU’RE too attached. People don’t consider the fact that we live so far away, with no immediate family in town, and to be honest, the thought of having to go to so much organisation, just to get out for a couple of hours, really isn’t worth it. And yes,while people might disagree, he ISN’T the easiest of babies. There’s only a couple of people I know that I think I could leave him with. There is a strong possibility he could cry and cry or be a royal pain in the bum. Maybe that’s because he’s not used to it, maybe it’s not. Maybe it’s just because he is who he is. Intense, happy, beautiful, exhausting and hyperactive.
|Photo by Nadia Hall|
And to sign off…here is our wedding waltz. Still love this song and see if you can spot our nephew conducting our waltz on the side near the end of the dance!