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annarti
Today has been made of win and also awesome :D Home early from uni, because my 2-hour sculpture lecture consisted of one 10-minute presentation followed by, "off you go to work on your presentations, guys!" from the lecturer, and my ITC prac I finished last week so didn't need to hang around for that, either. SCORE.
Then I got home to find not one, not two, but THREE notes in my dA inbox: one with this awesome Zoidberg link from the Sallie~ <3 <3 One with this fantastic and totally unexpected and squeeful commission from the Kuuuuu <3 <3! And finally~ a note from the person I'm commissioning myself saying "pay me monies and I can start sketching :D"
Also, I think I've pretty much reached the stage where Nanna-related memories are making me smile rather than choke up. Still a bit of sudden never-see-her-again-ness, but for the most part, happy memories. The funeral helped. My cousins, Colin and I spent a good three hours after it reminiscing about Nanna and Grandpa, and we got to laugh and have fun with such memories, so yay <3
We also found Grandpa's old diaries. He kept one every year since DECADES ago, and wrote in it every day. Not every one was there, but! We did find 1979, which was the year Mum and Dad got married =D So we looked up February 10 and there were about~ six lines. Paraphrased a bit cos I can't remember it word for word:
Dianne and Albert's wedding day. It turned out to be beaut weather. I think it all went OK.
Went out to the farm and fed the sheep. All OK out there.
He actually wrote 'beaut' alksghalsk Have I mentioned how awesome my family is? Cos they are. We suspect he was possibly drunk while writing it, cos yaknow. Father of the bride. It's like his patriotic duty to get drunk on the wedding day/night. And yes, the sheep got roughly the same amount of writing as his first-born's wedding <3
In some other box were photos from said wedding, which are so fantastically seventies you can't believe it. Dad had a WHITE SUIT (which we always knew and mocked, but seeing it in photos is just brilliant) with a waistband just about up to his chest. Big black hair, thin moustache... he looked like a Columbian drug lord, seriously. And Mum's bridesmaids (her sister and best friend) were wearing what looked like nighties with little blue flowers all over them. SO SEVENTIES.
Compared to the shots of Nanna's and Grandpa's wedding back in the thirties? There just... there's no comparing them XD Nanna looked GORGEOUS <3 Loooong lacey white train, all spread out perfectly on the floor around her, eee <3 There were about half a dozen copies of their photos made, so we'll get one that I'm so going to have to scan. Along with Mum and Dad for the lols.
I'm a happy 'narti =3
Then I got home to find not one, not two, but THREE notes in my dA inbox: one with this awesome Zoidberg link from the Sallie~ <3 <3 One with this fantastic and totally unexpected and squeeful commission from the Kuuuuu <3 <3! And finally~ a note from the person I'm commissioning myself saying "pay me monies and I can start sketching :D"
Also, I think I've pretty much reached the stage where Nanna-related memories are making me smile rather than choke up. Still a bit of sudden never-see-her-again-ness, but for the most part, happy memories. The funeral helped. My cousins, Colin and I spent a good three hours after it reminiscing about Nanna and Grandpa, and we got to laugh and have fun with such memories, so yay <3
We also found Grandpa's old diaries. He kept one every year since DECADES ago, and wrote in it every day. Not every one was there, but! We did find 1979, which was the year Mum and Dad got married =D So we looked up February 10 and there were about~ six lines. Paraphrased a bit cos I can't remember it word for word:
Dianne and Albert's wedding day. It turned out to be beaut weather. I think it all went OK.
Went out to the farm and fed the sheep. All OK out there.
He actually wrote 'beaut' alksghalsk Have I mentioned how awesome my family is? Cos they are. We suspect he was possibly drunk while writing it, cos yaknow. Father of the bride. It's like his patriotic duty to get drunk on the wedding day/night. And yes, the sheep got roughly the same amount of writing as his first-born's wedding <3
In some other box were photos from said wedding, which are so fantastically seventies you can't believe it. Dad had a WHITE SUIT (which we always knew and mocked, but seeing it in photos is just brilliant) with a waistband just about up to his chest. Big black hair, thin moustache... he looked like a Columbian drug lord, seriously. And Mum's bridesmaids (her sister and best friend) were wearing what looked like nighties with little blue flowers all over them. SO SEVENTIES.
Compared to the shots of Nanna's and Grandpa's wedding back in the thirties? There just... there's no comparing them XD Nanna looked GORGEOUS <3 Loooong lacey white train, all spread out perfectly on the floor around her, eee <3 There were about half a dozen copies of their photos made, so we'll get one that I'm so going to have to scan. Along with Mum and Dad for the lols.
I'm a happy 'narti =3
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Date: Tue, Jun. 2nd, 2009 05:39 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: Fri, Jun. 5th, 2009 12:04 pm (UTC)I'm glad the happy-memories are starting to come through for you as well, hon ... it is the Unstoppable Power of the Nan (and her piano organ and/or Nan Periphery of choice) <3
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Date: Fri, Jun. 5th, 2009 02:21 pm (UTC)My Nanna was all about gardening, knitting and footy. Whenever the Crows are losing (...so rather a lot this year) we'd say she was knitting furiously XD