Had a great time at the afters. They had a live band that was even more old fashioned than the bands we have in NZ! Obviously way more old-fashioned than the band we had at our wedding, The Aviators. They *played* Tie a Yellow Ribbon Round the Old Gum Tree! Madness.
There are also particular "folk" dances that show up at Irish weddings. The two big ones being Rock the Boat and Siege of Ennis. Unfortunately there was no Rock the Boat at this wedding. I shall have to finangle my way into another Irish wedding to enjoy that particular dance. This shouldn't be too difficult considering that delichan caught the bouquet!
I had fun with much silly dancing and was *forced* to get up and dance in a circle of others when the band played Land Down Under. It's hard being the only southern hemispherer sometimes ;) I definitely missed having my Beau with me and I think he would've had a great time.
Highlights include:
2 totally unexpected compliments, one from a woman I briefly danced with during the Siege of Ennis telling me my dress was beautiful (is my red "wedding" dress, has been worn to 5 weddings this year!) and another from a gaming acquaintance (she lives in Dublin) who informed me that her and a bunch of other girls had decided that I had the best hair;
cocktail sausage fight with Fotalad;
seeing all the Irish lads looking swish in their suits and ties (extra sad not to have Beau there then);
tipsy Neid telling me she loves me;
comparing my "imaginary" NZ husband with two "imaginary" Aussie boyfriends
Major learning experience:
Do not let others buy you drinks. It makes it harder for you to keep track of how many you've had. Also, when you've decided that you don't want anymore, they may still buy you more as they know what you are drinking and then you feel obligated to drink when you really shouldn't.
I got home about 4am. I do feel the need to point out that I was probably asleep for a good 30min of the last hour at the afters. There are quite a few photos of me asleep and leaning on mytholder on a couch. Party *animal* ;)
The whole of Sunday was spent "recovering". After a shower and a Berocca, I managed to drag myself over to mytholder's (although soon not to be his place, or even the boy flat anymore as new flatmate lined up is a girl) to await the others getting ready for brunch. It was nice to see people who looked even more rotten than I felt. Bwhahaha!
The fry-up I had was great while I was eating it, but afterwards I felt a bit worse.. and also still a bit hungry! I ambled back to the boy-flat with Neid, Fotalad and Homebody, where we spent the rest of the afternoon on the "batcouch" refusing to get up and watching such TV classics as *old* Gladiators. I was eventually dropped off at home by Neid. She gave me the mini-sewing machine to use as well.
I had a long bath, went to bed and completely forgot to attempt to download the 3rd episode of Dr Horrible for Beau. I hope that he still loves me.
Point of Fashion: Black is slimming.
Current Obsession: Cold or hayfever????