Sunday, 11 November 2007
On Friday we ditched the kids (more about that later) and headed off to Canberra for a childfree weekend in honour of our good friends Dave and Stacey's wedding. It was a beautiful day and the ceremony was lovely and after a few of stressful moments getting the cake to the venue (it was lurching around the back of the car like it had already partaken heavily of the excellent selection of wines on offer) we were able to really relax and soak in the event (yep - and the wine too) and enjoy the childfree-ness predicament we were in. It brought back lots of memories about how we used to be pre-kids. Of course this made us notice the fact that the majority of our friends aren't like they used to be either. We're all getting old - even the people who are heaps younger than us! I'm not saying it's a good or bad thing but boy - when only two less-than-enthusiastic people line up for tossing of the bridal bouquet you know times have changed since the first of our friends started getting married many years ago - and it's a world away from when all these mums and dads and house owners and corporate high-flyers and academics and writers and other respectable citizens were all juniors being illegally served vodka and raspberry cordial (just an example - they'd run out of orange juice in that particular establishment) at a random junior orienteering squad camp in some South Australian country town. Don't get me wrong I'm glad to be here now rather than be back there (cos boy did I feel sick the next day) but passing of time is scary as well isn't it.