This week, I heard some most fabulous news:
Craig and Jas are getting married!
HURRAH!
The happy couple in Napa.
I am so unbelievably happy for them, and really appreciated the fact that Craig took the extra five minutes to share the happy news with me personally. That was really special. There’s only been eight weeks of my life when he wasn’t in it, the height difference has evened out (I think now he even wins by a few centimetres), and he’s someone I miss heaps living so far away. It was just a wonderful piece of news, and certainly more inspiring than murders, arraignments and burning bodies that I spent the rest of the day dealing with.
I have not yet heard all the impressive details of the question-popping, but I can tell you it involved my favourite country on earth, New Zealand, and jumping from great heights.
Craig and me: hot Aussie summers playing in our Wall Avenue backyard. The height difference has been corrected, but I'm sure he can still pull off a kimono better than any.
So to Craig:
I have so many great memories of growing up with you, and it’s times like these I want to be there with you to give you a big ol’ hug, and do our own interpretation of “Friday Night Drinkies” to celebrate. You were the first person I told about James, and we were the last stop on your Summer Camp before you told me Jas sashayed romantically into your life.
I adore both of you. You’ve picked a total winner in Jas, and I wish you all the happiness in the world. That, and the biggest box of dress ups we can find.
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