Posts tagged ‘Weddings’

The one when I tell you about Roast Chicken

A few weeks ago I wanted to know how the roast chicken for our wedding meal would be prepared since they don’t offer any tastings. I called our caterers. This is how the conversation went:

Me: Hi! It’s Elizabeth, the bride from the wedding on the 22nd. I have a quick question for you.

Old Afrikaans lady: ok

Me: How do you prepare your roast chicken?

OAL: ok

Me: maybe she didn’t hear Sorry, how do you prepare your roast chicken?

OAL: How do we prepare the roast chicken?

Me: Yes. How do you prepare the roast chicken.

OAL: Well, honey, its a roasted chicken.

Me: yes. How do you prepare it?

OAL: Well we cook it in the oven.

Me: Yes but how do you prepare it?

OAL: Well we take it out of the package and put it in the pan and put it in the oven and roast it.

Me: Well, yes, but what do you do with the chicken?

OAL: We put it in a pan.

Me: What recipe do you follow?

OAL: I just told you.

Oh cluck it. They put it in a pan and roast the damn thing.

Update: My mother was disturbed at my conversation and called herself. Turns out it’s put in the pan, roasted and served with a wine sauce. Like duh.

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February 6, 2009 at 7:39 am 5 comments

Cool/ Uncool Tuesday

Today we’re taking a bit of an exploration into the cool/uncool world of… my life…

I know. You are already riveted.

Cool: Meeka and I are rocking up life
Cool: My university documents all came through without any hang ups. I now work full time and study part time. Woop.
Cool: I got an award from Hillbilly Duhn for saying the big no no word in my blog. Yes. I said fuck. Don’t believe me? Go here and discuss your view on profanity and censorship of profanity.
Cool: Now I get to list 10 random facts about myself
Uncool Fact #1: I can’t eat tomato sauce (ketchup) because I worked 2 years as a waitress.
Uncool Fact #2: I am constantly freezing cold.
Cool Fact #3: I love to cuddle.
Cool Fact #4: I major in English Lit and Creative Writing
Uncool Fact #5: I have terrible grammar.
Uncool Fact #7: I have an inability to count.
Cool Fact #8: I am getting married in 19 days
Cool Fact #9: I watch grey’s anatomy religiously
Cool Fact #10: I enjoy blogging more than I enjoy eating. Which, by the way, is a lot.

Cool: I also get to post a meaningful quote: This quote is the theme of our wedding.

“Cherish yesterday, dream tomorrow and live today”

Cool: My bloggy friends. Technically I need to tag 5 people who say the big no no word in their blog… So if you are reading this, have said the no no word, consider yourself tagged. *ching*

Over and out. xxoo

February 3, 2009 at 6:57 am 7 comments

If you are actually attending the wedding don’t you dare read this!

I just LOVE our new design for the table centrepieces and I have got to share them with my design concious amigos. Check these out….

and flowers like these inside….

I am getting super excited now. The Fi and I are getting married next month. Whoa!

Gotta get back to doing the stuff…

January 12, 2009 at 1:59 am 8 comments

Things that make me blush…

The Fi and I are currently undergoing pre-wedding counselling with our pastor. It has been a very enriching experience as we look at the biblical view of marriage. The Fi and I have chosen to align our marriage as closely as we can with the biblical standard. Not that I will be pregnant and barefoot in the kitchen though! I have chosen to allow him to be the responsible party for our family and household, and I will take the position of assistant and helper role in the management of our home.

We are old fashioned about marriage and have also decided to keep various other special things only for marriage.

Our pastor has given us an assignment whereby we have to purchase items that the other person would normally purchase. merrr.

Just thinking of buying these are making me blush. I don’t blush easily but when the impending post-nuptials are concerned I light up like a freakin’ stoplight.

Hello, my name is Elizabeth and I am scared of the impending humiliation.

I’d rather share my personal life with 10,00 strangers than walk into the store right now.

January 5, 2009 at 7:20 am 4 comments

She’s BAAAACK!

I know you loyal readers definitely missed me. I know, I know. It’s good to be back.

I had a wonderful Christmas with my family and the Fi. The entire day was spent lounging around, braaiing and eating said braaied food. Yum. Over and over I looked around and thought, ‘Man, I am so blessed’. Because I am.

After the whole debacle about Christmas presents, everyone thought up gorgeous presents for the Fi and me.

I must have been a very very good girl this year.

My parents bought us one of these:
Since we didn’t have a television. It is glorious! I can’t remember the make or size or anything of it, but its ours and that makes it special. In addition we got one of these too:
Same unknowledge of make and size and things. That’s what the man is for! You know what I know? I know that ours is black and ours. and shiny. and plays DVDs. Hooray!

The Fi spoiled me with a puzzle with a beautiful picture that I have been lusting after and one of these:

It’s possibly the nicest wallet I’ve ever owned. I mean Mr Price R30 wallets PALE in comparison! Thank you! 🙂

So that’s my bragging! Especially because my sisters, brother and aunts all spoiled us with magazines, kitchen goods and photo frames. *sigh* I must have been very very good.

The Fi and I have been busy moving his junk…err… things around into the place we will be living in after we are married. It is a beautiful flat complete with balcony and an extra room deemed ‘the study’. This makes us sound educated and intelligent and well, that’s the vibe I am going for. Inside The Study we have his books (soon to be joined by my books) and his desk (soon to be joined by my desk) and all the smart things we can possibly cram in there to be- you know- studied.

I do suppose that is the best synopsis that I can give you, dear reader, this evening. I am tired. I have 70 more Thank You for Attending the Wedding cards to produce. I probably should go do that.

Or maybe I’ll just go to bed and sleep off the cramp in my tired-of-moving shoulder.

December 27, 2008 at 7:33 pm 3 comments

First Dance Stumbles.

In case you haven’t noticed, I am getting freakishly excited about the wedding. I am pathetic… Pathetically excited.

Like that puppy that wees on the floor when you get home. That is me. Without the weeing.

I am absolutely stoked for every moment of the rest of everything that is coming. Except one.

The One.

That’s it.

You’re right.

The first dance.

I can’t dance.

Oh I can break it down. I can make the room hot and happening with my moooves but a nice little dance with the new Hubs is… put lightly, scaring the crap out of me.

The Fi can’t dance either. He doesn’t really want to learn either. So. There’s us, in my minds eye, stepping on each others toes and looking absolutely ridiculous. ehm. Lame.

In any case.

We have a lovely song. *if you click there you can watch their youtube video of the song* It’s so beautiful and the lyrics are very special to both of us:

Dance With You

sittin’ on the beach
the island king of love
deep in Fijian seas
deep in some blissful dream
where the goddess finally sleeps
in the lap of her lover
subdued in all her rage
and I am aglow with the taste
of the demons driven out
and happily replaced
with the presence of real love
the only one who saves

I wanna dance with you
I see a world where people live and die with grace
the karmic ocean dried up and leave no trace
I wanna dance with you
I see a sky full of the stars that change our minds
and lead us back to a world we would not face

the stillness in your eyes
convinces me that I
I don’t know a thing
and I been around the world and I’ve
tasted all the wines
a half a billion times
came sickened to your shores
you show me what this life is for

I wanna dance with you
I see a world where people live and die with grace
the karmic ocean dried up and leave no trace
I wanna dance with you
I see a sky full of the stars that change our minds
and lead us back to a world we would not face

in this altered state
full of so much pain and rage
you know we got to find a way to let it go

sittin’ on the beach
the island king of love
deep in Fijian seas
deep in the heart of it all
where the goddess finally sleeps
after eons of war and lifetimes
she smilin’ and free, nothin’ left
but a cracking voice and a song,

I wanna dance with you
I see a world where people live and die with grace
the karmic ocean dried up and leave no trace
I wanna dance with you
I see a sky full of the stars that change our minds
and lead us back to a world we would not face
we would not face.

—Live—

I do suppose that the beauty of the song will over ride our pitiful performance. *right* And if not there is still hope in a magical dancing fairy *right*

There goes the puppy again. *sigh*

December 17, 2008 at 1:43 pm 9 comments

I won!

I came back today from my extreme camping trip to see that I won Hillbilly’s giveaway! Needless to say I am so very excited! Thanks again to her and her fabulous Husband for choosing me! I suppose I should begin thinking of my own giveaway! Would ya’ll be keen on something South African? Or something more fabulously chic? Weigh in and I’ll keep my eyes open!

The camping trip was amazing! Thanks for hanging in there with the scheduled posts. Although it looks like only a few actually posted. Ehm. Lame. I would care more but last night I was caught in a ferocious thunderstorm and yeah, nearly died. Ok not really but it kinda felt like it.

It looks like I did promise a sneak peek at the invites. I have to be honest A good little blogger would blur out all the names and yadda yadda. So if you are planning on stalking me, please don’t. Thanks.

Here was our inspiration: The Fi and I saw this on theknot and LOVED it.

We made a bit less stark and more elegant using, of course, chocolate brown and red! I tried really hard to get a good picture of it but this was the best I got:

It was very exciting giving them to our friends and family. Sorry Grandma, yours will be posted soon! Just waiting to hear from Ann about her or Grandpa’s postal address :)(Shameless I know! 🙂 )

December 16, 2008 at 11:59 am 5 comments

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