thunderstorms and P&P

I've been a very naughty blogger. Obviously I am very bad at updating and although I could blame it on the fact that my life has seemed a frizzy little blur does not seem like a good enough excuse.

I have, however, fallen back in love with Pride and Prejudice [not that I ever fell out of love in the first place; more just a re-acquaintance with an old lover]. After picking the book up for a more literal emotional pick-me-up, Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy have once again become my favourite love story. Especially now that I have watched [by force] The Notebook [note: I did not particularly like it. James Garner was the best part/person of the entire movie]. It is so wonderful and lovely and....lurvealicious.

But then again, Jane Austen does that to me. Some people critique her books because all of them end in marriage. But what is so wrong with marriage - the moral of the story is true love that happens to end in the standard of today. I'm sure if Elizabeth and Darcy lived today they really would be more of a Bridget Jones and Mark Darcy combination [which is, in case you haven't noticed, a parallel to Pride and Prejudice]. Alongside the fact of it being social standard for marriage, every "happily ever after" marriage Austen ends the story with is one of true loves: if you met your true love, wouldn't you want to be married to them if you couldn't live with them otherwise?

But that is just my opinion.
I think I shall reread Emma next.

Unfortunately for me, I seem to be gaining a cough. It started out as a once in the morning thing only now to be coughing every couple minutes as I lay in bed. Oh dear. As my mother is on medical leave from work, I as her nurse [hehe] should not be getting sick. Especially as I would still be the one expected to get up and get things.

On an ending note: I think someone should bring back the curtsy.  Just sayin'

Garter toss

I've discovered garters are a very tricky thing to knit, especially when it's not to go on your own thigh but someone else who won't measure her thigh circumference.

 
I've also just realized that part of one of the elastics is coming off. EEK!
Sheesh.

chapel bells

I had the lovely experience of being lovely Lici's MoH on the weekend. It was stressful and [incredibly] wonderful all at the same time.

Beautiful.

It also reaffirmed the fact that these ladies are not just my friends, but my family.

It also made me very afraid for the time when I get to plan my own wedding. Oh dear lord. When Kyle and I collapsed on his bed late Saturday night, all I could ask was, "can we just go to City Hall?"

Really the thing I am most excited for is my dress and veil. Mostly the veil. I'm pretty sure it is the veil that makes the bride real.

Also something I will definately look for in a venue is nice chairs without needing chair covers. No chair covers, sil vous plait.