Mike @ Greensleeves

Mike spent Friday at a team-boosting function at Greensleeves Medieval Kingdom...

Supposedly...
"At Greensleeves you'll recapture the authentic excitement, the pageantry and medieval splendour - the roisterous bawdy thrill of feasting as they did in good King Henry's days. Greensleeves has entertained well over a million visitors from all over the world. Come and thrill to the songs, stories, and rollicking bawdy fun of the Baron and his Minstrels and join in the choruses. You'll be addressed as Milord and Milady, and entertained right royally. Call "Wench!" - the helpings are splendid and served with great ceremony - mouth-watering fare - all brought by Wenches and Lackeys in period costume, with a flourish of trumpets!"

He had fun - and was the court jester (no surprises there! LOL)...

Greensleeves...


This is why I love this man... LOL

Saturday in the Vaal

On Saturday, Yvette, Sian and I went down to the Vaal for a day of hair trials, invite handing out and visiting.

I was really chuffed with my 'do for the big day (after a bit of tweaking) It was also great to see Angelique and not-so-baby Connor - he's 7 months now and a charmer of note!

This is how I walked into the hairdresser - LOL - the hairdresser looked shocked!


Th final result...







Connor the cutie...

With this ring I thee wed...

On Friday night Mike and I visited The Glen (don't worry, my car was at home!) and pruchased his wedding band from NWJ.
It's titanium with a silver inlay, and is pretty darn AWESOME if you ask me...

Oooooohhhhh, every woman loves little boxes...


Frikken fantastic...

Mike's magic

On Saturday night we met Gary, Sian and Tarryn at Fuel Café in Newtown for an SL Party (as Gary works for SL).
It was a great night out albeit the music was a bit kak - Mike, as usual, entertained the crowd with his illusions...

I see a fan club brewing...

It's gonna be a timotei ad in there...

After a plumbing disaster left our shower stripped of tiles, Mike set about re-tiling it. The first attempt was even more of a disaster as the dude at the tile shop sold Mike the wrong mix to lay the tiles with and the square mosaics just didn't want to cooperate and lay in a straight line in our sloping shower floor...
Enter second attempt...
We then decided to toss (ie. let Liezl mosiac a table) the previous tiles and buy those awesome pebble tiles! Yay Yay!
After a combined effort on Saturday (Me tiling in my PJs and Mike supervising) the shower is finally done!

I can't wait to shower tomorrow - a month of bathing has sucked. :0)

Placing the stones in the best arrangement...


What the bathroom has looked like for the last few weeks...


Grouting with the mosaic fix...


PICS OF THE COMPLETED, CLEAN SHOWER COMING SOON - WATCH THIS SPACE...

My car was STOLEN... well almost....

This morning I woke up late, rushed to get ready and bolted to the car only to find it was not there...


My car was gone. missing. mia. stolen!!!!

I called Michael to tell him, got his answering service on his cell and fuming, left a harsh message. I opened the gate (with the remote - how do thieves steal a car through a perfectly working gate!?) I found the nearest security guard, shat him out, Mike arrived, he did the same. We took the guard back to where my car SHOULD have been, and gave him my details, shat him out a bit more etc etc. Then we went back to the townhouse, both furious, me bordering on tears now... I even called my boss to let him know that I wouldn't be at work that morning.
A guy from the security company called to take my details and find out what the story was, I managed to offload some anger on that guy too. He said he would call the police and report my car stolen...
Mike and I spent the next 15 minutes complaining about crime, the security, thieves in general etc racking our brains as to how a LOCKED car with an IMMOBILISER & GEAR LOCK behind a CLOSED GATE with 24hr SECURITY just drives right out...?!?!?!?!

Then it dawned on Mike...

My car was never there.... it was at The Glen Shopping Centre.

Yesterday I had gone to The Glen to do some shopping and Michael had joined me there to go order his wedding ring. We then decided to go to the fleamarket and left my car in the parking lot. Needless to say, it slipped our mind that my car was there, we trawled the fleamarket, went home, made and had lunch, cleaned the townhouse, cooked soup, went to church, visited some family of Mike's, came home, ate aforementioned soup, went to bed and woke up 7 hours later - all the time not realising that my car was STILL at The Glen. (And yes, it was still waiting patiently for me when I went to fetch it this morning)

I feel like and absolute tosser.
Poor security guards. I apologised. LOL