4 years ago today, Glen and I got married in Brisbane with a gorgeous little Caleb as our best man and the photographer and my friend as our only guests. It was a glorious day and we were so lucky that it was so fun and Caleb was great.
(Apparently this is Glen's model pose which he has perfected after being made to watch Next Top Model too often and Caleb just had to put on Dad's hat and join in, who am I to argue. I will try to get a btter pick of the front of the bag tomorrow as the light was terrible tonight)
I decided to make him a 'man bag' as Mum got him a small bag and he uses it all the time but wanted something a bit bigger, funny considering he mocked the bag idea to begin with. I found this tutorial to give me some idea about how to go about it. I took Poppy to the fabric shop with me to choose and even though she was trying to convince me that pink with ladybugs would of been a good choice I went with black denim from Spotty and lining in Echino Lizard from Patchwork on Central with little linen pockets for his wallet, phone and key holder. I added some red ribbon and a Maori carving to the front for bling value. Having never made a bag before and I really love how it came out and was surprised how easy it was, heavy weight interfacing is my new best friend. I have been up late sewing madly to try get it done so I think I am going to have an early nigh tonight.
So I guess this is the time for a mushy post on how tops he is, and he deserves one too. When Sophie and her hubby were visiting, she was saying that Glen wasn't what she expected as we are so different, not in a bad way of course -
He is pedantically clean, I am a mess and I enjoy it.
He hates stuff and I hate throwing stuff out.
He loves noise and I am more quiet.
He is fiery and I am more placid.
He was a pretty wild child and I am pretty straight laced.
He is still procrastinating long after I have just got in there and done it.
He will of walked up and introduced himself and sorted out who you are before I even come summon up a hello.
He is fiercely loyal and supportive and loves his family so much and I am so lucky to have him on our team. He is a bit crazy and forces me to be more out of my square which I think is a great challenge for not only me but the kids as well. I am very lucky to have a man that treasures us all so much and he makes me a very proud lady (I do apologise for soppy overload). We are looking forward to a nice evening out once Mum is down next week, I have plans to actually finish a sentence without being interupted by little ones.