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Leah & Marc

Leah & Marc

Okay look I’m sorry…..I’ve gotten into this really bad habit of writing half a blog post and then being distracted by cute cats pictures on either Facebook or Twitter and then ultimately not finishing the blog post and before you know it three weeks have gone by without so much as a sentence! You’re all probably happy for the break…aren’t you? Well tough because I’m back and I have good news, no moaning Minnie from me, it’s all super cheery positives for this post so if you’re in a crappy mood you have two options, you can try to lighten-up and read on or bog off. Decisions decisions?! (ps, I just wandered back on to Facebook for a minute there as well haha) I think it’s really important to celebrate life’s little (and big) achievements and more importantly to spread good news and make others smile, so if you’re ready and your seat is in the upright position…let’s go congratulating! First up on our happy roller-coaster today; huge congrats to my lovely friend Leah and her new husband Marc, they tied the knot on Monday at the stunning Thornton Hall, Wirral after dating for FOREVER! I want to wish them all the love and luck in the world for their future together. I’ve known Leah since I was 11 and just seeing her looking so effortlessly elegant in her gown made me well up! Much love to you both, lovely people. More congratulations to my fabulous friends Andy and Claire who are celebrating their engagement in Dundee this weekend, I’m absolutely gutted the girls and I can’t be there to celebrate but we shall indeed lift a glass of Ribena to you on Saturday night! Andy and Claire have the most amazing little dog called Percy (the Pomeranian) who I’m going to dog-nap when they go on holi……oh did I say that out loud?

Claire & Andy

Claire & Andy

Next up a different kind of celebration, but news to celebrate none the less. My wonderful little sister just completed her first year exams at uni and is now free for three months of non-stop partying, well done spud I’m very proud of you! And keeping it in the family my lovely older sister has just secured a place in the Great North Run and I’m ecstatic that we’ll all be there to support her with a huge banner (and most likely indulge in the pre-race carb-loading and post-race drinks).

My final congratulations (you’ll be pleased to hear) goes to my two beautiful daughters because they have done an amazing job of keeping me occupied (toddler assaulting pensioners and 7 year-old practising recorder all hours) and keeping my mind off missing Geordie, well done girlies, Mum loves you both very much…….One final note, how cool am I to have such good-looking friends?

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Two to Tango

Geordie is away at the moment, with his job he tends to go away once a month for a few days or a week, I’m used to it now. He went away for 5 months not long after we started dating, it was like the end of the world for me. I didn’t eat for three days and couldn’t sleep. Without the support of my friend Danielle I’d have ended our relationship because the stress was too much to bear. Now I know it takes separations like this for you to notice the little things that make you a couple.

When I get up in the morning the first thing I do is tip the shower head down again, as Geordie is taller than me we have it at different angles to shower. I swiftly move on to put the toothpaste back in the cup on the window sill, I’m still not entirely sure why he can’t do this but sure enough day after day the Colgate lays half squeezed on the sink while his toothbrush nestles in the safety of the cup. Once I’ve hung his wet towel over the banister correctly I.e. so it will actually dry, I put his laundry in the basket, as opposed to on the floor next to the basket where he leaves it and go get dressed.

Toothpaste

Toothpaste (Photo credit: Fuzzy Gerdes)

Once downstairs I wash his breakfast dishes and wipe down the counter where he has spilled every substance he’s come into contact with that morning, butter, milk and tea usually. I make my own breakfast and clean up. In the living room I collect the empty lemonade bottle and glass that he’s left. The discarded crisp packet and biscuit wrapper go in the bin too. I fluff the cushions, have a quick hoover around and switch on the TV so the little one can watch cartoons while I catch up online.

As a couple this is the start of the dance routine of life, he sets the pace and I quick step around his handiwork to make sure we don’t live in a landfill. Occasionally I will moan about his lack of effort to help around the house and he will blame it on being a man and not being able to multi-task. Brushing your teeth and putting the toothpaste back? Come on…..he’s just a bloke.

It’s at times like these, when he’s away that I realise that it’s not really inconvenience, it’s just how we are. I miss the smell of his deodorant when he gets ready for work. The ear-splitting sound of the ironing board being opened at stupid o’clock in the morning when he forgot to iron a shirt the night before. I even miss putting his work boots away because if I don’t the dog will have a whale of a time chewing hell out of his laces and I then have to put up with Geordie f-ing and blinding about the whole thing.

It’s surprisingly easy to do the dance of love, even with two left feet.

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Last Place

Something I am absolutely terrible at is finishing a project. At the moment I have at least three things in the pipeline that I’ve started and just have no enthusiasm to finish. I know I will leave it until the last-minute to rush the finished article, be in a very bad mood with everyone in ear shot (as if its their fault) and then ultimately be annoyed that the end result isn’t my best effort. The fact that I can write three lines about how bad I am at finishing things just goes to show I have no real reason to not get off the laptop and just do it! But it’s too easy to find an excuse and now I am busy writing for the blog….

Project one is to finish unpicking the silk dupion wedding gown I bought for my wedding day back in January. You can see it here. It was ruined two days before hand and now I have vowed to remove the full skirt and train and remodel it into a mid-length cocktail/special occasion dress. I am quite capable of doing this, it’s just that so far it’s taken me three months to unpick two hems because I keep getting side tracked.

Project two is to complete the 40 metres of vintage lace bunting I am making for my little girl’s christening. We’re having a vintage tea party after the church ceremony in our garden and I refused to pay someone off Ebay £10 for three metres of mass-produced, poor quality bunting when I know I can do it better myself. So far I have laid the ribbons and lace out on the dining room table to begin cutting. The Christening is in August so no mad rush here, I bet I’m still saying that in late July.

The theatrical poster for The SpongeBob Square...

The theatrical poster for The SpongeBob SquarePants Movie. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Project three is slightly different but still as pressing. I started writing a series of children’s books when I first moved from the city and I am stalling on sending them to an agent for publishing. I don’t think they are good enough and I don’t know how I will handle the rejection when a professional confirms my fears. Should I just do it anyway and learn from the experience for next time? Will there be a next time?

I made ‘Procrastination is for Losers’ my mantra when I started this blog in March, but my fear of rejection and the ease at which I can pull an excuse out of thin air is holding me back. No time like the present rings in my mind, I’ve always been very competitive and I hate to lose. I was playing Sponge Bob tennis (Spongebob tennis racquet‘s and ping pong ball that belong to our girls) with Geordie in the living room during the England match and went off in a huff when I didn’t win, although I got my revenge by hitting him square on the nose with an excellent ace shot! Spoiled Brat much?It’s a lack of structure or routine in my life are to blame I think. I don’t have an employer to dictate what time I rise in the morning or what time I should eat lunch. I don’t regularly attend play group or baby clinic with my little girl because my stupid disc won’t allow me to sit down long enough to join in any conversation let along drink an entire cup of coffee.

I need to give my head a shake don’t I? I know I am very lucky to be in a position where I don’t have to work right now, and to discuss the lack of motivation I have just emailed the 5×50 Challenge to enquire about their Regional Ambassador opportunities, maybe there are others like me lacking that kick up the behind start we sometimes need. I also have my appointment for treatment this Friday! Yes, 13 weeks later I’m going to get better. And if my books turn out to be a pile of rubbish, then what have I lost? Nothing, and my kids think they’re great. I’m going to drag out my sewing machine now and finish the bunting…………honest!

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The Missing Link?

When I was growing up my Mum and Dad always said that the things people remember about you is your teeth and your nails. A bit random really, I’m sat here thinking about all the people I met today on my 100 miles journey home and I can remember most of what they were wearing and their accents, but not a thing about their teeth or nails. Maybe it was just a bit of scaremongering to make sure I had a beautiful smile and manicured nails when I reached my twenties and they could successfully marry me off? I tend to notice a lot about people, I passed the observation test to join the police force with flying colours, although didn’t pursue it. People watching is a fabulous past time and one that the Official Olympic Committee have seriously overlooked.

I’m sure you’ll be sick to your shiny back teeth hearing about my sister’s wedding, but you may be pleased to hear that it was last Saturday and so I can stop milking the event for blog material. It was a great opportunity to people watch as well as catch up with family and take in all the little details of the congregation and their attire.

A the wedding breakfast my eldest daughter was seated next to a lovely young man called Jack, and although he is 8 years older than my little one, he spent the majority of the meal playing noughts and crosses and generally entertaining the younger ones much to my relief. I got talking to Jack’s mum and she was telling me about his personality and that he has the potential to be the next Alan Sugar when it comes to spotting a profitable business opportunity at the school gates. During the speeches I looked over to chastise my daughter for chatting when I noticed Jack was wearing cuff links with his very dapper suit and shirt ensemble, in keeping with his entrepreneurial spirit, his accessory of choice was Only Fools and Horses yellow van cuff links. I was super impressed and wondered if he had chosen them himself but felt it was totally uncool to ask!

It’s funny how little decisions in life make an impact on how others see us. We will always live in an opinionated and judgemental society, it’s just human nature and it takes a lot of courage to stand out from the crowds these days. It has been known in recent years that people have suffered horrific attacks simply for the way they look, yet some still have the courage to resist the urge to conform.

Accessories are the perfect way to make a statement about who you are and what you believe in, and for men in particular ties and cuff links are the perfect accompaniment to a traditional suit. Women don’t have it so easy. We are almost expected to make every single outfit we wear visibly customised by carefully choosing from a vast array of jewellery, hats and bags etc on the market. Ever turned up at a party and someone else is wearing the same dress as you? Then you’ll understand the importance of accessories.

I helped my Dad get ready on the morning of the wedding and when he asked me to fasten his cuff links I was a little shocked by his choice……. Hologram Pole Dancers…..really Dad? The wedding was lovely, and I will of course type up a full report on the proceedings when my sister and her new husband return from honeymoon and I’ve vetted all the photographs that I appear in.

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