No, it's not a bunch of old musos getting 'the band' together again! Yesterday the Other Half and I celebrated 16 years of wedded bliss. And what did we do together to celebrate? Well, apart from the fact that both of us forgot entirely until I was writing the girls' lunch orders for school and had to fill in the date and I wondered for a moment why it seemed significant...and then remembered...we made jam. No, it's not a metaphor for anything else, we did indeed make apricot jam. Having run out of bottles for bottling (I'm sure I've got some more somewhere but can I find them?!), we decided to tackle jam-making. Neither of us has made jam before, so whether it was beginner's luck, or we're just 'naturals' I can't say, but it turned out beautifully. I may have to make some scones tomorrow to really appreciate it's perfectness, and that will of course require the good china and the nice white tablecloth (can't be half-hearted about Sunday afternoon tea)...mmmmm.
I think I might have posted this photo before, but what the heck, it's entirely appropriate (I am, after all, wearing Apricot coloured silk), and I like it. My mum made this dress and embroidered the bodice, and I hand-painted and beaded over the top. I also made my hairpiece, and jewellery and shhhhh, don't tell anyone, but it's actually made with plastic beads. It's the 'practice' one...because I never had time to make the 'real one! But it doesn't matter, it's still the best wedding I've ever been to.