Stuff Happens To People With Blogs

… about organising a wedding is that the people involved in the industry are a hilarious parody of their stereotype.

I haven’t ventured into the deep, dark depths of the business as yet but have already been scoulded with a “ohhh but those are Autumn colours”.  I’ve also had the most hideous hot pink “frock” shoved in my face from a woman who could have stood in for Prue or Trude (http://www.kathandkim.com/threw.htm).  The same woman who got very confused when I told her I didn’t want red dresses for my bridesmaids, “But you’re wearing red today?” she said.

There is also the endless clucking, smug smiles and obligatory cooing over my engagement ring (I wonder if that’s a ploy to check if you’re a tyre-kicker).  Jackson is lucky, so far he’s only had to deal with some venue co-ordinators and a couple of photographers … these people tend not to be relatively normal.  Relatively.

… of geckos and I’m not happy!

If you don’t know what a gecko looks like … here’s a couple of the little blitters.

I haven’t minded them too much - they climb along the walls so you only really know they’re there if you see one move out of the corner of your eye, or hear them squwarking, oh, or find their little mouse-like dropping along the window sills.  But tonight that changed.

One crawled across my foot while I was sitting on the couch with my feet on the floor.  Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a scaredy-cat, just ask Brewy about the “spider in the shower” story but if a Gecko is crawling across my foot, it means they’re taking over.  Soon they’ll be sleeping in our bed and hogging all the hot water.

Any suggestions for getting rid of them?