Sunday 10 June 2001

Okay okay, so the Soup thing wasn't a real entry. It was just on my mind, like. It had to be said. But here's a proper entry, because I love you all so much.

(By the way, I no longer have the same objections to the "L" word; but I am still incredibly fond of soup.)

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I've had quite a few requests for details about the whole engagement thing, and the wedding plans, and what happens now? Oh I'm so glad you asked, because it just seemed so rude to just babble on about it all, and I warn you I'm going to get very girly on it here, so if you're male or otherwise uninterested, scroll down, where I get carnal over the Sony Vaio R505 SuperSlim Pro^TM.

Okay, so I recently got engaged, I guess you've all figured that out by now? Hahahahahahaha. Well *I* thought it was funny *pout*. Here's the stuff:-

The Venue: The King Size Spa Suite of one of the top hotels here. Very posh and dignified. We trashed the place wheeeeeeee.

The Proposal: Sam proposed properly, on one knee and everything, and put the Ring on the ring finger of my left hand, and I kinda cried. And I proposed properly, on one knee, and ditto. 

The Rings: Sam had mine handmade for me over there in Ireland, and it's absolutely the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. Slim rounded rose gold band, brilliant cut solitaire diamond in a platinum rub over setting. Divine. The different metals work so well, it's totally unique. I had his ring made for him too; a plainish band, not too broad and quite thin, it's basically three bands of white gold, the outside two are polished metal, the inside is matte, so it looks really interesting with the different textures. He likes it a lot too.

The Announcement: We didn't announce it 'officially', like in the newspapers or anything. We told my parents and sibs a couple of days after. They had no idea of our intentions whatsoever so Sam and I were a trifle nervous (ha!), but it went really well. We were over at Henry and Louise's place for dinner, Isabel was talking to (at?) Louise about what colour they were going to paint their kitchen cupboards, and Ernest was showing Henry something in the newspaper about cars. Once we got their attention (no easy task this) I simply said - we were clutching at the other's hand for moral support - "we have some news - we got engaged". Isabel sat down very suddenly. Louise and Henry shrieked and hugged us (well Henry shook Sam's hand because they're all manly, like), and Ernest just looked totally bewildered. The possibility of me ever getting engaged was not something that had ever entered the family consciousness, see.

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Once Isabel and Ernest had got over the shock though, they were very very happy, Isabel giving Sam a kiss, and gushing and going goggle-eyed over the ring, and Ernest looking less bewildered and very very pleased. As the news sunk in further over the next couple of weeks they became even happier for us. They got to know and really like Sam, see how deeply happy I was, and how well suited we are. 

The reactions from other people have been a bit weird. I guess while it's not a completely new concept to Sam and me (which didn't stop me from feeling stunned, overjoyed and the luckiest person in the entire world when it happened, and that state shows no signs of abating), it is a rather surprising concept to everyone else.

I even got an email from a friend, asking me if I was sure I knew what I was doing? I felt that was pushing the envelope more than a little, and felt inclined to rip off a terse email telling them it was none of their fucking business and I was a big girl now. Fortunately I held back, had a little think along the lines of "okay, so this friend is ten years younger than me, less experienced, and really doesn't know me or the story very well. He is, however, concerned for my welfare and doesn't want to see me get hurt. So it's really rather sweet". So instead of an incendiary email, I replied with a mini-manifesto set out in bullet points, why it was such a great thing to be doing and how happy I was, and more importantly, how happy we were, and were going to be.

I reckon that cleared up any doubts; if you also happen to be concerned, I'll email you the same list!

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As for wedding plans ... hmmm. I've decided there are two types of female human; those who have had their perfect wedding planned since they were five years old, and those who have NFI.  Guess which category I fall into?

The wedding will be held in Ireland, in February, hence freezing cold weather is likely to be the main theme. We have a basic mind-set vis a vis format and venue, and Sam has an idea for the design of the wedding bands, but that's pretty much it. We want the ceremony and reception to be classy and elegant, minimalist yet informal, but mostly, lots of fun. I have no idea whatsoever about dresses though. I plan on getting one over there, either off the rack or made for me (most likely the latter) but have no idea about styles. I mean, it's not exactly a smart suit for work is it? I have two principles, which will narrow things down a little: not white, and not a meringue.

I'm taking Isabel to look at wedding dresses with me next week, just so I can get an idea of what styles suit me, colour, fabric and so on. She's terribly excited about it; she's all "Ooooh!!!! Going to look at wedding dresses with my daughter!!! Oooooh!!!!". I love it.

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Listening to:

Lucinda Williams, Lucinda Williams, while waiting for my copy of Essence to arrive from Sanity (love the online ordering thing)

The Moulin Rouge soundtrack; especially the "Tango de la Roxanne". One of the most stunning scenes from the movie too, powerful shit

Reading:

Still reading The Language of the Genes; must be the longest I've taken over any one book ever, but I keep getting sidetracked. It's not to be rushed, anyway. Great stuff, very edjamacational, like, and interesting too

Re-read Nick Earls' Perfect Skin for the Nth time. Snortlingly funny, also rather thought-provoking, and I have to admit it does bring on a trace of baby-lust ...

Talking to:

Sam of course, about all sorts of silly things, and babies and child-raising, and the importance of jokes, fun, encouraging kids to ask "why" all the time, and teaching them to stick up for themselves

My friend Anna, about relationships, kids, coffee, exercise routines and why can't I be with her in Melbourne right now???

Lusting after:

The Sony Vaio R505 SuperSlim Pro^TM. The sexiest most erotic little number ever;  so slim, so powerful, so intelligent, so devastatingly attractive. I've decided I need one, it would be brilliant for when I'm ill enough to have to stay put in bed, yet feeling bored and frustrated and verging on depressed; I could be all constructive and do work, write AMB entries, be an emailing fiend, catch up on everyone else's journals; surf the net, play music ... I asked Isabel if she and Ernest would give Sam and me one as an engagement present and she *looked* at me. I think that means no. Well yeah, so it does cost $4000.00 or something ... 

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