Mc.Eachen Mc.Eachen Mc.Eachen

Thats my Dad's middle name. (Just once not 3 times obviously) I have only just learnt how to spell it, that's 26 years of not knowing my Dad's full name. How shocking. I was filling in a passport form and was suddenly stumped and had to phone him. He has his friends around for a curry night right now isn't that nice. I, on the other hand am sitting on my own watching American Idol because Nick's already gone to bed and I have a runny nose. I might watch a bit of this Tom Hanks film that's starting in a minute on Sky. Its turned into a bit of a Tom Hanks night cos I was watching the Burbs earlier while doing some ironing, such a classic film. Got to love Corey Feldman.

I wrote a full wedding to do list this morning and there were 33 things on it. That's do-able I reckon. I've been looking on ebay for fizzy ufo's because I couldn't find any in the supermarket. And hey, they are available so that's cool.

I got really freaked out last night when I was home alone. There was a scratchy weird noise outside my front door and I thought it was a werewolf/rapist and got really scared. Molly was all interested and was poised ready to pounce at the door and in the end I summoned the courage to unlock and open it and guess what? There was a sparow flying around my porch. Well, as you can imagine Molly was after it like a rocket but don't worry, it flew off. It was a bit strange though as it had to have been flying actually into the door by the noises it was making. SPOOKY.

Our friends invited us out on their speedboat on Sunday to go over to Sark for the day and we had to say no because we have so much to do! Doesn't that suck, oh well after July we'll be free as a bird to do lovely stuff like that.

Saw a lovely house today with a built in coffee machine and great big American style fridge in the kitchen. I would like a fridge with an ice dispenser but I guess seeing as I don't really drink coffee the coffee maching would be a waste. OOOh now a TEA machine, now you're talking. With a biscuit dispenser, dark chocolate mcvities.... that would do me fine. I'm looking forward to having a full size dishwasher in my new flat. That'g going to rock big time.

Argh, Molly just walked across my tummy and her paws are like icicles!! She says hello by the way, she loves the laptop it gets so lovely and warm.

Am feeling like an A grade achiever

I have managed to work quite far down the list. I've booked to come over to Jersey next Saturday but only by myself because get this, there was only ONE seat left on the ferry so Rachel can't come. Boo hiss boo.

But I've managed to sort out Liz's leaving present, paid the photographer, spoken to the wedding dress shop and the organist, organised a quote for the travel insurance plus I've got a load of paperwork coming on its way about passports and marriage licences. So I feel a bit smug all in all. And a bit more relaxed.

Katy G just emailed me and she wants to bring her boyfriend to the wedding. This wedding is going to be such a good opportunity to check out all my friends boyfriends and girlfriends I CANNEE WAIT!

I'm going home to do a couple hours of DIY tonight, nothing backbreaking just some painting and then home to eat the rest of my Easter eggs. Maggie gave me a creme egg one yesterday for looking after her orchid while she was away. She obviously didn't notice that all the little buds had fallen off...

Enough Already

Just so as you know, this is my list of things to sort out or do today:

book the Church organist
sort out Church flowers
sort out wedding cars
Get a wedding licence
Get us both new passports
book Condor ferries to go to Jersey Sat week to have a dress fitting and maybe take Rachel with me
order a new joint account cheque book
get new annual travel insurance quotes etc etc
gett a leaving present to Liz who's off on Friday
Buy a load of skirting board for the back bedroom from B&Q
Finish painting the lounge shelves and sand the wardrobes/door frame in the downstairs bedroom
Pay the photographer half his money
Pay the wedding dress folk the rest of their money

see, I am stressed for a reason, a good reason, a very very good reason. Lets see how many personal calls I can get away with while my boss is out of the office... Oh and on top of that I have to actually do work work which is just funny. Ha ha ha its just not going to happen today!! Nick is off god knows where, its either Poole, Southampton or Bournemouth today. I think Bournemouth was yesterday actually. He is doing an insane amount of travelling this week with his work.

Last night we went to see Singin in the Rain at Beau Sejour, blagged a couple of free tickets and sneaked in the back row. It was actually really good, apart from the lead bloke was definitely NOT anything even remotely resembling Gene Kelly (who I love) he was more like a short grey haired man in his mid 50's. God bless amateur dramatics.

Oh just phoned the wedding licence and HOLY MOTHER of God we are expected to attend Ecclesiastical Court!! WTF?? All seems a bit serious.

And I have phlegmy cough and so does Nick. I am a bit affronted to have this as we both no longer smoke and I wouldn't have expected a smokers cough like this. Its a real yucky spit out the gunge sort.

Oh, and we also have another list on the go which is about a mile long of wedding stuff and DIY crap and I'm not going to put that on here becuase its boring.

I don't even know why I'm blogging I really should do some work.

Big roast chicken

that is what i had for my tea just now. It was yum. Finally I get a chance to sit down and nibble on dairy milk in front of the telly. Its been a hellish couple of days.... purely the pressures of decorating and the fact that's its now less than 3 months until I get married. We sat down and made a to do list and it is very long and ridiculous. It didn't help that I was hungover this morning and Nick got me out of bed after 5 hours sleep (nb any less than 8 and I'm waspish to say the least). I was trying to get my shoes on and I had my hands full and stepped in a big puddle in my socks and ended up bursting into tears on the doorstep. How stupid. It all just seemed like a bit much. In then next 3 months we have to move house which is always hideous. I hate moving house. We've done it so much the last few years. Hmm. Anyway. i also ran out of paint and had a generally shitty day and I kept thinking that what with it being Easter Sunday most normal people are probably having nice sunday lunches and generally doing nice family stuff. So we finished at 4 and came home and I cooked a roast. I also did some housework which I haven't been able to do for ages. Seriously, the sheets hadn't been changed since we went to my friends wedding.

Went out last night just me & Rachel, one of her workmates hired the ground floor of Isobels. So we spent some time there then another girl was having a house party so we popped in for bit and then everyone at the party decided that Barbados was a good idea and the evening ended in there. My oh my the pole dancers are SO YOUNG in there, they look about 12. I feel old. I think I was a bit of a drunk twat again, dear me. I remember some strange guy trying to talk to me and I couldn't hear a thing he was saying and after he had repeated himself about 5 times I think I just tried to pat him on the head? Poor Rachel never drinks and always give me lifts home which is so nice of her.

There were some really weird noises about a few minutes ago and we went out to look and Molly was chatting up some big ginger tom cat and her tail had gone all massive and fluffed out.

Bob came round to see me yesterday and he brought for me a bunch of old family photos that my great aunt has posted to him. They are amazing there are even ones of my Gran when she was a baby. And theres lots of my gran & grandad when they were young and living over here. I love their 1940's outfits they looked so smart and proper.

We just watched episode 14 S2 of lost where Sayid gets all torturey. Its still soooooo good. Well its 10:15 and we have another early start tomorrow so I'm off to bed.

Happy Easter

Or is it?

Tis my sister

I made her look a bit acid trippy in photoshop. Sorry Suze.

Sunflowers, tennis and Kong

I planted some lovely lovely lovveeeerrrleeee sunflowers in my flower bed. I bought 5 different kinds and sowed them very haphazardly so it will be a surprise to see which ones grow. I went around the flat until quarter to 8 and did that, plus I gave two doors another coat of gloss and ate an entire large bag of Penn State pretzels. Honestly they're worse than pringles, why don't they sell small bags for gods sake? Before that I wombled my way around B&Q and went to the supermarket also.

Some Hooray Henry's were playing tennis behind my flat just now, a couple of balls had landed in my garden. It was all very rah rah rah. I felt very downtrodden in my painty rags with them all white and shiny looking. The shits.

Ooooh I watched Kong with Nick last night. It is a good 3 hours long, of unadulterated Big Screen Glory. I loved it. I've seen lots of films recently that I've really liked, such as the Constant Gardener but this one is really great, in a non stop rollercoaster big budget fandango sort of way.

Gah, Molly just walked across the laptop and blew a load of meat breath in my face. She's far too clever for a cat I know that she knows that I know what she's thinking but she plays it cool and dumb. Underneath she's an evil diva I tell you. A small evil diva I grant but one all the same.

Nick's just phoned and is staying at the flat tonight. I'm at home all nestled up on the sofa. (The flat we bought and are doing up is in the town centre, and although we haven't moved in yet we've got a bed round there and its very handy for sleeping over after a night out. The place we currently rent is in the north of the island, a bit far to walk home.) Nick's in town with Ben & Rew putting the world to rights no doubt. Bit of a boys night out, they all work in local news so will be talking about work and local politics all night, I havr no desire to join them. Ben & Rew are both leaving guernsey soon for media jobs in the UK, which is great for them but sucks muchly for us cos they're really good friends. I can't believe they're both leaving at the same time too. Nick is really going to miss them. I hope they both come back for the wedding cos I think we need to ask them to be ushers.

my trousers are falling down

which means, that I need a belt.

Work is way way quieter today THANK GOD. Just one week of madness we had there. Oh good news, the gas leak at the flat turned out to be a very small thing. Nick had previously fitted the gas hob and had put an important thing on back to front or the wrong way round or something. So all it should cost is maybe a hundred quid or so for the guys time, which, if you think about it in the long run isn't much considering that we saved a lot of money by fitting the whole kitchen ourselves. (Nick's going to love how I say 'we' fitted it, but I was there so it counts, ha).

I have done a sort of twisty thing with the side bits of my hair which I copied from Rachel Weiss in the Constant Gardener, I think its pretty but no one has noticed. I might walk slowly past everyones desks in a minute.

So far today I've done one viewing and changed some property details and had to go to 2 advocates to sort out conditions of sale. And its nearly lunchtime. Tuna salad today plus a guy brought in a big bowl of fruit yesterday and there is a big lovely melon I might dig into.

I watched Bride & Prejudice last night. Nick kept tutting and muttering 'what the HELL are you making me watch' and I admit it was a terrific cheese fest and a half. But I was in the right mood for a cheesy musical with lots of Bollywood dancing. Sayid from Lost is in it and its SO FUNNY seeing him as a romantic lead after his serious haunted 'I am an Iraqi' character in Lost.

Firefly

Found it. In a stack of CD cases in the bureau. Annoyingly I had forgotten moving them a few days ago, so all my fault. Narf.

Just watching last weeks Apprentice, but I've already seen the ending so I know the dippy bloke goes. Molly's stretched out next to me and she's been sick 3 times, once outside once on the carpet and once on the laminate. She doesn't like Kittykat!

Met the vicar, he was lovely. Didn't ask any religious type questions or anything like that. We stayed for about 2 hours and I made friends with his dog. And then spent a few hours looking around carpet shops which was profoundly boring and I now can tell you the difference between a synthetic and a wool mix. Hmmm that was time well spent.

And well, today, I learnt how to use silicone and I went all along the skirting boards making them look neat and tidy. I also planted some baby bay trees and did some general gardening and also gloss painted some woodwork. In case you care. I appreciate my blogging could be more interesting! Driving home a couple of goth girls were sitting by the road having a picnic and they waved at me which was nice.

I am now going to go and pick out the paint and soil from my cuticles, which will be very satisfying.

I am the Queen of the land of Stressington

Yes its been hellishly busy at work this week. Also a lot of stuff going on outside of work and all in all I've felt very up and down the last few days. Hence not blogging much becuase I only felt grotty and that wouldn't have made for very good reading...

The flat is still going on and on and I really am feeling sick of it now and want it finished desperately. We've just found out there is a gas leak so we have no gas at the moment and have to wait for a guy to come out on Monday to look at it, which will probaby cost another few hundred quid, and here's hoping that the leak is fixable and we don't have to undo all of our hard work in the kitchen behind which are the pipes. I think I actually would die if that happened.

On top of that my best friend from Winchester, Leni, has emailed me to say she can't afford to come to my wedding. That really sucks and if I could I would pay for her ticket but I can't afford it either. And I have a really strong suspicion that if Tiggy finds out Leni's not coming then she won't come either. We'll see.

Also, Nick's sister Holly can't come to my Hen night so I have to change the weekend and email everyone again about it but for the week before. I hope they can still all come. It's a bit annoying, not majorly but I could have done without it this week.

To top it all I've lost my Firefly DVD. I've turned the house upside down and inside out looking for it. I have the second, third and fourth discs but I've lost the first which I was half way through watching and I can't jump on to the next because I have to watch them in chronological order! This sucks.

I'm meeting that vicar in approximately 1 hours time as well so more stress. I'm not my normal self this week. I've been stressing at Nick as well, he went out on his own with Rew last night and I think he just wanted to get away from me. I can't blame him. I'm up and down like a hyperactive child on a trampoline at the moment. I did manage to have a nice night out on Wednesday at the Doghouse and Rachel came round to mine last night for TV and Ben & Jerry's was nice. So its not all doom & gloom. Just a lot of stuff that I have to deal with one thing at a time. Just why does it all come at once??????

Oh, I'm under ten stone again, just. 9, 11 and a half this morning. COME ONE body, shift that weight. 9 and a half stone would be good, 9 would be even better. Last night set me back a bit I know but I've been good all week, only 1 creme egg which was naughty and I ate it in secret in the upstairs office. MMmmmmmm.

More DIY, cats and movies

Now then now then lets rewind. Finally the phone has stopped ringing, DAMN people keep calling me up and wanting their houses/flats put on the market. It's all one big soup of houses in my head all mixed up into one. I forget so quickly where i have been and what I have seen.

Today I have to shop for ze boss man's bday present, which is tomorrow and as usual no one else gives a shit or wants to partake in the present shopping, its all down to moi. Actually I don't mind the shopping bit, but what are they all going to do when it's my bday in June???? Might have to get my own. My boss is a man in his 60's and is so hard to buy for and all he likes is dairy milk and wine gums so we're getting him some of those plus maybe a tie which i KNOW is boring but whatever,

I've been putting in evenings at the flat, gloss painting skirting and doors. I have a streak of paint on my tummy this morning which is strange, don't know how that quite got there.

At the weekend, which seems like a lifetime ago, its wednesday already, I went out on Friday night to Ben & Penny's, had a nasty hangover Sat which made that day of DIY a bit horrid. Sat night Nick had to work and I went to my cousins and watched the Constant Gardener OH WHAT an AMAZING film. Got home and intended to go to bed but Closer was starting on Sky and ended up watching that with Molly. An average film but lots of Clive Owen goodness mmmmm. Sunday, did more DIY DIY DIY then went round Rachels in the evening for haribo & Saw 2. So a weekend of lots of movies. Her fire alarm suddenly went off right at the nasty bit at the start of the film where the buy is trying to cut a key out of his eyeball... that was really good timing!

The other day we were watching TV with Molly on the sofa, its quite a big TV and there was a flock of birds flying around (it was that planet thing with David Attenborough btw) and she just went crazy, jumped off the sofa and ran at the TV and started miowing at it! I have never seen a cat do that before. She was so excited.

Gah

Busy Busy Work Work Busy Work

I have a dry mouth.

Scared of the Vicar

I phoned the vicar yesterday who will be doing our wedding ceremony and it was absolutely terrfying. I had heard that he was a bit of a cool dude but he came across a bit scary on the phone. It might have been that I was nervous he might ask me loads of 'am i religious' type questions. But he didn't. In actual fact he asked us to come and see him and to bring out birth and baptism certificates. I didn't even know i had one of these but my Dad duly informs me that I do somewhere. God knows where though (oh shit took the lords name in vain there...). I had a chat with Nick's Mum and she was so calm and reasonable about it all that I felt loads better afterwards.

Oh! Also had a long chat to Leni last night for the first time in, like, AGES. I really miss her & Tigs. I think she's coming to my hen weekend which is brilliant. Also I think Fi Fi la Boner is coming, plus my sis, hopefully Tiggy, Katy G, Holly & Denise of course. So including me there will be 8 which is just enough for a nice weekend but hopefully not too many to make it awkward for Den. Its so nice of her to let me use her house for my friends. So YAY YAY YAY I'd better look into booking flights.

PS Also Catherine is coming too, so that's 9. Can't believe I forgot and let her off the list, am such a crap friend. Cat is you are reading this it is only cos you said yes ages ago and everyone else was crap and didn't tell me til just now and I can only think in the present tense.

Yep

I'm back to SheRa again folks, got a little sick of the Klimt tree.

For the Honour of Greyskull, and all that.

Thems nice people

The nice folk at Wave telecom have just swapped over my stupid stupid mobile which I bought last week and was a complete disaster... no questions asked just a brand spanking new phone in a shiny new box.

I think the young guy in the shop was terrified that my big 80's hair was going to eat him alive.

I tried on loads of pairs of shoes in Dorothy Perkins before realising that I had a skanky toenail and I was probably putting the poor saleswoman off her lunch by revealing it in all its glory. I want some summery work shoes that aren't black and boring, and are comfy but with a couple of inches of heel, maybe a wedge type heel that I can zoom around in but are also sexy and alluring... is that too much to ask??? Jones have some cutie dark turquoise ones with a little mary jane strap across the front but I was on my way back wo work and didn't have time to try them. Unfortunately these flat pump style shoes look awful on my big size 7 spades.

Ho hum

Ahh, I actually have nothing much to say today. I have been doing more DIY and selling houses, or doing viewings at least. My hair for some reason is really BIG today and I feel very 80's. Talking of 80's they were playing the Thundercats theme song on Radio 1 this morning which made me want to watch it.

My cousin's cat Ebony was run over on Monday night which is a bit horrific. She was a lovely black cat and used to sit on top of fridge because she was nervous of their dog, Archie. She was very affectionate and always had time for a little purr and if you sat down she would love to come and sit on your lap. Anyway, she got hit by a car and that's that. My cousin had 2 little boys who are a bit young to really get it but the littlest one said that her batteries had run out. I think that's so sweet. I am trying to persuade my cousin that she needs to get a new cat from the rescue centre but I don't think they are going to do anything for a while. They so live on a bit of a busy road so its difficult.

Nick made me dinner last night because he got home before me. I love it when I get cooked for. it was a pasta bake and he used too much sauce so it was like pasta soup but it was delicious still so mmmmmmmmmmm. Tonight I have to go round my cousin's because she's giving me Ebony's scratching post and then I have to go round my Dad's girlfriends to drop off some post.

I chucked a big glass of red wine on the sofa last night, which was 50/50 mine and Nick's fault... I had it in my hand and he flipped his arm back to pass me some dairy milk (crunchie variety)and its all went horrible wrong. So I whipped off the sofa covers and also all of my clothes which were all splattered and chucked it straight into the machine and hey presto! Not a stain left on aything. The trick is to deal with it IMMEDIATELY. Then I realised I was very cold.

Alien Vs Predator

I see the scriptwriters conversation for this film going something like this...
(NB it helps to imagine them talking like Beavis & Butthead)

"Hey, huh huh huh, urrr, I have a great idea for a movie. We could get the evil evil Aliens from, um, Alien with the big nashy teeth and the acid blood. They were like COOL and stuff. Then you know that other film with Arnold Schwartzneggerwegg where he's like all commando in the jungle all sweaty fighting the dreadlocky nasty invisible dude? Well we could make them have a big WWF style fight..."

"Sounds cool, maybe for a video game more than a movie though..."

"No way, I see big screen for this one baby! We could put them together, say, uh, in a huge underground stone vault, ummm, under a thousand tons of ice at the North Pole, and throw in a few stranded people who haven't got a clue what's going. It'd be GREAT I tell you, genius!"

"Yeah! And we could boobytrap the vault into a death trap, and we should SO get that mother alien that the bald woman fights with the forklift in it somehow as well!"

"Yeah! Huh huh, cool. Smack down!!"

Actually, I have to say I did enjoy this film, I watched it last night and it is very funny. I wanted the aliens to win though and they didn't. And what a twist that the predator makes friends with the Hally-Berry lookalike! Genius. In a kind of excited teenage boy type of way.

I'm just trying a rooboish and vanilla tea for the first time and its nice but a tad sickly. Not as good as the rooboish/earl grey one which is manna from heaven.

The Apprentice tonight! Yay more telly that I like! We missed last weeks and tried to watch it last night on the laptop but it kept freezing every few minutes and buffering. So it took about 2 hours to watch rather than the normal one. How irritating.

Off to a viewing in a minute, a second viewing in fact on a nice house. I'm wearing my pink scarf today which will bring me sales.... maybe.

Animal humour...

this made me laugh, but not as much as this which actually made me nearly sick, especially the last one. Hello Long Johnson....

Yeah but no but yeah but

Oh god am feeling spaced out again today. You wouldn't have thought I haven't had a toot since before Christmas. I must say this non smoking malarky doesn't seem to have changed my mind/body in any discernable physical way at all. Well, it must be all internal. My lungs are probably like two fresh meadow fields by now.

Another weekend of DIY, punctuated by a large hangover on Sunday. I managed to get a whopping amount of painting done, but it felt like groundhog day because I had to do a few coats and I was going around and around the room in circles... I might go round there tonight and do some glossing of doors and pipes. So, we managed to drag ourselves out on Saturday night to town, went to the lovely Penny's flat first and she made an absolute vat of lasagne. Mmm, haven't had lasagne for ages I might cook it this week becuase it was gorgeous. Then it all went downhill in the form of Red Onion and Club 54. Well at least we got into the club for free cos it was a pile of wank. As usual. We stopped off for cocktails at Bamboo, I had a Long Island Ice Tea that tasted like a very pleasant run and coke.

We spent last night making our wedding website! Now that the invitations have (mostly) gone out we sent everyone a little card with the web address on it so they can have a look. It's really for people coming across from the UK. Nick did most of it and a lot of the text is palmed off a local tourist website. All the stuff about Guernsey as we really don't know that much about where we live. I wrote the 'The Day' bit though. That's my handywork. I am also writing the hotels bit which isn't on there yet but should be tonight. Sorry if its all a bit cheesy, Nick really writes like a travel rep. I think it's from his job training you see.

Oh Fuck it I'm too tired to do any DIY tonight. I'm going to go shopping and cook a lasagne and do ironing. And mebbe watch a few hours of telly. ahhhh I can't wait. There's no point making myself miserable by slogging my guts out round there. When its done its done. I wish I was clever enough to put some photos of it on the internet. If I steal my work camera I might be able to... Be nice to show what I get up to every weekend.

PS the sun has come out and its making me verrry sleepy...

Ooooh

Sorry, two glasses of wine and I turn into a twat. That is all. Umm, just come back from the wonderful Mallard cinema, yes it's named after a duck. V for Vendetta? V for Vubbish I'm sorry to say I found really like a too awful knowing rehash of 1984 but with current political issues and focusing on how paranoid Britain is... OK fair enough its good to illustrate to people what might possibly happen if we continue to live our relatively sanitised lives but it reaaaaally dragged in the middle bit. And we never got to see the phantom of the opera! How sucky is that. Is it bad that I fancied Natalie Portman?

oh apparentely we have Rew to stay tonight, Rew has just found out that I have a blog, I think he thinks its a bit weird. I admitted that it takes a certain amount of vanity to think that folk might want to read what I think all the time every day but. The Day Today is SO funny, even funnier than Alan Partrifge if I put myself out on a limb. Police have just cordoned a man in Piccadilly who may have eaten an explosive dog and he is backed by Sein Fein. You have to be here.

I felt like an insane person when I was driving home from the cinema on my own tonight. I had the scissor sisters on really loud and it was raining really heavily and the windscreen wipers were on fast. It was like Ride of the Valkyries but to Take your Mama.

More wedding stuff I'm afraid

So, my excuse being that something is better than nothing at all, but in all honesty my life is BORING or BORGING as I just misspelt then corrected. Yes, I'm actually an alien out of Star Trek... Enough geekiness. So anyhow, I thought I would just tell you how my wedding planning has been going.

On monday night the photographer came round with his missus and we talked through what we are going to do on the day. They basically want to stick to us like glue and make a documentary style wedding album with lots of informal shots (as well as the obligatory Churchy ones) and as it's Herm there should be lots of ideal locations to take pretty pictures. They stayed at our house for like TWO hours and I hadn't had any tea so I lost my concentration towards the end of it as I'd drank some wine on an empty stomach... But they said we can have a CD of the photos so we can do what we want with them afterwards and there will also be a website.

Yesterday I met the florist to talk through the flowers, she was lovely. She basically said I have to tell her exactly what I want becuase she can prety much do anything. So I am all head scratchy cos I don't know. We can't have peonies though cos they are only around in the Spring, but I can have ranunculus and pink lilies. Yay, they are so pretty.

I want to go to Southampton for a hen weekend, I've emailed some friends to see if they want to come and so far only 3 have emailed back which is a bit poo. Hopefully I will get around 7 - 8 girls over there, then I can also have a Guernsey hen party nearer the day. The Soton one wil be about a month before.

Coaches. I've booked coaches. And I've hired the balloon people as well. I now need to think about proper wedding cars, I want to have something really cool but I'm not sure what.

In other news, I have just eaten a massive slab of birthday cake so I'm not going to buy any lunch today. I'm just going to have fruit and hopefully not feel too guilty.

My friends wedding

And I have a mini me! Now I can take over the world.


Smoochy coochy, I like this one.

Bit of an Anticlimax

Well, 100 posts, that makes me an official long term blogger I guess. What lofty heights can I head for now though?

I've been a bit shit with the blogging since then I know but really, not much going on here and I'd rather not be boring. Umm, DIY DIY DIY, all weekend and also on Monday and Tuesday night, and also tonight. So that IS my life at the moment. I tiled and grouted our fireplace surround and painted the bathroom ceiling. Tonight I may paint the awkward ceilingy bit behind our tall kitchen cabinets. Ho hum. Work is still quite mega busy and I should be doing something now but sod it. I've sold a few houses and flats over the last week and my boss has said I can have the 2 days off before my wedding as a 'gift' which is so sweet of him, all is forgiven.

My cat is definitely better and so am I after the illness of the last couple of weeks. And I'm still not smoking since New Years Eve. That's nearly three months now. I don't miss it now either. (smug smug grin grin)

100th Post!

I have the royal seal to prove it. What a waste of time/fascinating study of my life!*

(*delete as appropriate)

Got to love this film

So, I've now watched this three times, and the special features twice. Bit of a geek aren't I. But then again I loved Buffy so I guess there's no hope.

Seriously I would recommend this film though, and not only me, it's Film 2005's film of the year so nah nah and all that.

Molly is eating again! Not much but it's a start and she was miowing as usual outside the bedroom door this morning, so I think she is over whatever it was that made her ill. Hooray!!

Meh

Am still a bit full of snot and Nick's still off work. Molly seemed slightly chirpier today although still not 100%, she has eaten a little food. Her blood test results are all clear which is brilliant. I just want my little black cat back.

My Dad's not likely to read this so I can tell you that I bought him a mahogany wall clock and a book called the Timewaster Letters which is pure genius, he's gonna love it. I also went to FatFace in my lunch hour and bought a few wicked little things for Julia who is leaving tomorrow and is off to live in Koh Samui, the lucky lady. FatFace is her favourite shop she's a bit of a surfer chick. We also had to pay our plasterer £850 which is a bit of a knock but we were expecting it. And Nick's making a website for people coming over from England for our wedding, its brilliant.

That's all my news for now. Sorry its just like bullet points isn't it, my life in brief... I guess. Let me try to think of something a bit more interesting to say. Umm, I spent 4 years at Art College, yes, there you go. I can draw. I did a fine art degree and specialised in multi media and time based art. I wrote a thesis on Rene Magritte, Ceci n'est pas une pipe. I also spent a year doing Art Foundation, and did A Levels in Art & Design, Ancient History and Religious Studies. I like to think of myself as an intellectual but in truth I don't read/learn enough to keep up to scratch. I spent about 8 years being very hippy/goth complete with leather/pvc/black lipstick and scary London clubs but at heart I'm not scary I just liked the bassy music. Since I've been with Nick this has died off as he's more into Harry Connick Jnr & Norah Jones than Marilyn Manson and Tura Satana. I still have a lot of love in my heart for that sort of thing though and truly if Nick hadn't come along I would probably still be in biker boots and tie dye. But I love him so there you go. I have quite a big family but my Mum died when I was 11 so my Dad brought me & my sister up.

There I think that's quite enough personal information, I have to remember this is t'internet and there could be all sorts of strange bods reading this. Ok probably not but you never know.

Sick kitty

Oh no oh no oh no. Things haven't been so good lately. I still have the illness although I am back at work now, sniffing quietly at my desk. Nick has caught it, as was to be expected really and he has taken today off sick to recover. With his job he has to be in top condition so they are pretty good and sent him home yesterday when they could see he was clearly not feeling up to scratch.

And I don't know if its related but our cat isn't very well either. She hasn't eaten for 4 days and has absolutely no energy which is very unusual. She is normally miowing at my bedroom door when my alarm goes off but she's just been sleepy on the sofa every day and not hungry. So this morning Nick took her to our vet and the vet gave her a bloodtest which Nick said was really horrible. For a start Nick had to hold her while they stuck the big needle in her front leg and he got her blood all on his arm. Then because she is so little (most people assume she is a kitten) they couldn't get much blood out and she was clearly in pain and screeching while it was being done. I don't know why I'm relaying this all in detail because it just is upsetting me, don't be cynical I know she is only a cat but the thought of her being in pain is just horrific.

Anyway the vet says it might be her kidneys and we have to try to get her to drink more so I'm going to go to M&S in my lunch hour and buy a pot of cream and mix that with water in the hope that she will be tempted. She won't even eat tuna which is normally her favourite. If she dies I will just fall apart, I know it.

In other news, the wedding planning is coming along, won't bore you with details but I spoke to a few people on Monday and it was quite productive. I watched the Aviator last night which is a terrific film but peters out towards the end and it a bit too long. And i still haven't found a present for my Dad and its his birthday in 2 days time. SHIT.

Aaatch Poo

I've taken the day off work. The recurrence of the icky throat and deep scratchy voicebox has ensured me a day of TV and sofadom.

Having just watched Big Cook Little Cook I am now sat in front of Postman Pat. The joys of childrens TV are all consuming. Molly was trying to sit on the laptop (its nice and warm) but having been shooed off she now has her back to me in a missus sulkyhead mode.

Well, I am planning to sort out some wedding bits and pieces. I've emailed the guy who runs the hotel in Herm to get this years menus and wine list and I'm planning to phone the vicar, flower woman and coach people too. Might as well make the most of the day and I haven't exactly got anything else pressing to do.

I foolishly went out on Saturday night, remember how I told you I wasn't looking forward to it? Well we started off with a ginormous meal in the Red Onion, then went for drinks at the Golden Lion. There was a rocky type band playing so we had to shout somewhat, then I made my way up to the Cornerstone, by which point my voice had disintigrated into husky painful whimpering, I sounded proper ridiculous. Basically walked into the Cornerstone to be confronted by everyone-I-have-ever-met-in-Guernsey. Literally the whole island was in there that I have met and am friends with plus a few old faces I haven't seen for years. so they all got to see me at my most ill and pathetic. Eventually Rachel Goddess of Niceness took pity and drove me home, but then I couldn't get inside cos Nick's Dad had left the key in the inside of the door so I had to walk round and bang on the window and wake him up to let me in.

ooh! Fireman Sam!

So yesterday I just stayed in front of the telly, Rachel came round and we watched Serenity and ate nachos. In the evening my Dad had us round for a yummy roast. Maggie made chocolate blancmange (thanks anonymous!) which looked like a big wobbly boobie but tasted quite nice, in a weird chocolate-mousse sort of way.

More ramblings

I really want to buy loads of stuff at the moment on Amazon. There's Ico, Shadow of the Colossus, Katamari, Corrine Bailey Rae CD, the Firefly series and a billion other things. Shame I'm skint this month, I've been naughty and bought Serenity on DVD which I'm wildly excited about.

God my throat feels like it's full of little razorblades today. The cold went away mid week but came back yesterday with a renewed vengeance. We went for a meal out which I couldn't even enjoy last night, bah what a waste.

Nicks Dad is over this weekend to help us with DIY and I've got to go to two leaving do's tonight, when what I really want is to eat a bowl of chicken soup and watch TV wrapped in a big duvet. Well at least I have a healthy social life which I am very grateful for, after moving around so much in the UK where I really literally didn't know anyone and we had to try really hard to make friends I certainly appreciate the circle we have here in Guernsey. I remember especially when we lived in Plymouth and Nick was living in Truro Mon-Fri for six months, I was such a solitary little bean back then.

I'm in work right now, it's one of the quiestest Saturday's in record. Just two phone calls so far, and one of them was a work colleague who's out on the road who was also bored and phoned for a chat. It's good I don't have to talk much as I'm speaking in a low husky whisper today. People might think I'm a pervert. I've had two cups of tea, it might be time for a blackcurrant lemsip soon.

It's my Dad's birthday mext week, if anyone has any ideas what to get a fussy 59 year old who has already has everything he could possibly want, do please let me know.

I wish I could knit

Because I would knit one of these for Molly, my stressed little mimsy.

Whatya gonna Do

With all that junk
All that junk inside that trunk

my hump my hump my hump
my lovely ladee lumps
.....................................................................

Pass the duchy to the left hand side

Feel free to have either or these two songs trapped inside your head. I wouldn't want to be alone.

Big catch up

OK then! Lots to tell you today. I'm back at work, luckily it's fairly quiet, I've got no appointments until 3pm and my boss's flight back from Austria was delayed so he's not coming in until tomorrow, which is great. I needn't have rushed back at all. My flight landed 2 hours ago so I've just been at home to get changed and straight into work. Soooo, here we go, the last few days in proper diary stylee becuase its easier...

Thurs 23 Feb: Flew to Southampton 4pm. Chilled at Nick's parents and had nice family dinner with the folks plus Holly & her boyfriend. They brought their 11 week old puppy along which is one of those white fluffy terriers and just ridiculously adorable. It couldn't run properly but did this crazy fast hoppy/bouncy thing, a bit like a kangaroo. Anyway, the cute factor was through the roof.

Fri 24: Got up early and went to Debenhams to check out the wedding stationary. V good, chose nice cards & Nick was happy too. Drove up to Worksop (still no idea where it is) with the GPS to guide us thank goodness, and the Da Vinci Code on audio CD the whole way. Stopped for lunch at a horrid service station for an overpriced jacket potato. Arrived at hotel in Worksop at about 4:30 so not too bad, went to see the bride-to-be at her sisters house for a cup of tea then back to hotel for really delicious 2 course meal and sank a bottle of wine each, clearly we were both a bit tired becuase it went to both ours heads instantly and we both got horrendous red faced giggle attacks at the antics of our highly attentive and slightly scary waitress. Even sober she would have been scary though. She kept hovering and every 5 minutes would come top of the wine and arrange the serving dishes so that the SPOONS were pointed in the correct directionss!!? WTF? She was clearly a bit OCD.

Sat: Up early again to hairdressers for wedding hair. Let young hairdressing lady attack me with her tongs and turn me into a huge poodle head. It was scary. Very scary. People were looking at me all wide-eyed and the girl was gushing about how great it looked and I just sat there like a big lummox and let her do it to me. I managed to get her to pull some of it back off my face in the end which made it slightly less massive and to be fair after a few hours it did relax a bit and look much better, but for the wedding photos (which were earlier in the day) I had poodle hair. Nick thought it looked great though so maybe I'm being paranoid!
After the hairdressers went to help the bride get ready, get dressed, makeup etc etc which was fun. She looked beautiful. Drove to the Church, did my whole bridesmaid duty which was surreal and it all went really fast. There was a pretty little flower girl who was like a mini version of me, she was literally my mini-me. I missed the entire wedding run through though so I didn't really know what I had to do and where I was supposed to sit etc and I ended up sitting between the brides mum & dad which I think was a bit innappropriate as the mum was crying and there's me again, big poodle headed lummox sat in the wrong place trying to look inconspicuous. I was a witness too which I wasn't expecting.
After the wedding & photos it was to the village hall for the reception, lots of food and wine, speeches, all the rest of it. It was quite a small reception which was nice, more people came in the evening. I think the bride had a really nice day. I drank too much early on and as a result got tired out and really flaked by the end of the evening, what a lightweight I know.

Sun: Christ, up early AGAIN, this time to check out. Lost my lovely DKNY perfume in the hotel room, I swear it was stolen by the cleaner so I caused a bit of a fuss. It still hasn't turned up. Drove down to the Miltont Keynes Ikea for a few hours of retail therapy but didn't end up buying much. It seems to be the same old stock they had years ago, not much new stuff at all. Arrived back in Southampton late afternoon to an amazing roast dinner and early night. Feeling fairly tired out and full of cold by this point.

Today: Hoorah! Finally got a lie-in. Definitely have a full on cold now complete with sore throat and free-running snot. Flew back to Guernsey at 11:00. Got all paniced on the plane becuase they flew into Guernsey a funyy way and I didn't recognise the coastline and became convinced we had somehow got on a Jersey flight by mistake. Managed to panic Nick as well until literally we landed and could tell it was definitely Gsey airport. What a pair of divvies. And that brings me pretty much up to speed, allbeit in a brief fashion. Nick doesn't have to go into work until 4 so he's at home watching daytime TV right now the lucky bastard.

We are supposed to be out tonight for a friends leaving do but I'm feeling so snotted-up and have loads of unpacking blah blah I might bail. My cat was all scared and weird when we arrived back home, I don't think she realised it was us at first but she's OK now.

Shit, that's the longest blog entry ever in the history of Sam.

I'm far too busy dammit

This has been a reeeeeeeeeally busy week. I have a lot of stuff on. Work wise, people are away, we're short staffed and I seem to be doing mostly all the viewings. It would have to be the coldest, nastiest week of the year so fay as well. On Monday I forgot my gloves and had three bad attacks of Raynauds. It was quite embarrasing because at one point I had to write out a cheque with people waiting behind me and I must have looked like a right spaz cos it took me ages to write it and my hands looked like a dead womans. Ah well, at least the hair still looks good, and I can use my dead fingers to freak Nick out, he hates them!!

I've got a woman who wants to come round and view the house we rent (my Dad is selling it privately and he's in the UK so I have to show her around), anyway she's been before and she's a bit crazy-ass, last time I was on the phone to her she starting crying so I don't want to invite her around really incase she breaks down in the lounge or something. She's just a bit weird and has THE most annoying voice. Its monotone.

I guess she's OK really but it's just that's its our old family house where I grew up many years ago and I am a bit emotionally attached. I would like someone nice to have it and look after it properly, that's all. Anyway, its all a long long story how I ended up living there again with Nick (and without my Dad).

We're off of course tomorrow to Southampton then its the big drive to Worksop (which is where??? I still don't know. Luckily we have GPS otherwise I'd be seriously worried right now). I went shopping yesterday lunchtime and bought some cutesy pearl earrings and a matching bracelet which will look the business with the bridesmaids dress. It's got a pearly sheen to it and I will also be wearing a white fur jacket thing, I'm going for a kind of 1940's glam, hopefully it'll pay off.

I spent 4 and a half hours tidying yesterday incase the woman wants a viewing, I also did some sewing(!), I repaired my fake ugg style slippers which were splitting at the seams and I also waxed my (non existant I promise except in very harsh sunlight) tash ready for Saturday. I've been making free and easy with the Johnsons holiday skin as well so that I'll have a lovely glowing tan. Woooo.

I have my rant head on, apologies.

I feel the need to relate the story of the shitty hairdresser and the princess. (Me being the princess of course.)

We went out on Friday night as planned to our friends flat. We ate those Old El Paso thingies you get in the advert! Brilliant. So anyway it was only natural that we got slightly pissed and it was a fairly late one. As a result I overslept slightly the next morning. I woke up at precisely 9:32 and my hair appointment was for 9:45, oops. Luckily we slept at the flat which is only about a 10 minute walk from the hairdressers so I LEAPT out of bed, pulled on last nights smelly clothes, brushed my teeth and legged it out of the flat. At this stage my head was pounding quite profoundly and I felt that I could collapse at any minute I must say.

I arrived 5 minutes late for my appointment and do you know what? The shitty hairdresser refused to see me. She sent me away! 5 MINUTES!!!! Not 15 minutes, not even 10, but 5! I was gobsmacked.

She said that I could come back in an hour to have my colour done but there was no way she would now have time to cut my hair as well. Can you believe it. I explained that I am going to a wedding this week and am the bridesmaid and desperately needed my hair cut & roots done today as arranged. But No! The stony faced cow refused. It was literally like 'computer says no'. It was 'Activ Hair' to name and shame.

This story does have a happy ending you will be pleased to hear. I have found a fantastic new hairdresser as a result. She's called Maria (at Carma's), she fitted me in at very short notice and gave me the best haircut I've had in about 3 years. She also coloured my hair exactly how I wanted, she is a real find. And guess what? When she was cutting my hair she noticed that one side was longer than the other, so bad Activ Hair again, they are the folk that cut it last time. She massaged my pounding hangover head and gave me lots of lovely tea and I didn't even need a magazine cos she was so chatty. So all's well that ends well.

Sorry to recount all that in great detail but it upset me all morning that someone could let me down so badly and not give a shit like that but all in all it worked out for the best thank God.

Yesterday I tiled my kitchen, it took me all day and I'm very proud because it looks very even and straight.

On Saturday night we went to Rachel's flatwarming party which was brilliant as it was halloween themed! There was lots of haribo.

And tonight I am collecting my newly altered bridesmaid dress so I'll be all set to go. And guess what folks, I'm only working a 3 1/2 day week cos I'm flying away on Thursday afternoon. Sing Hosannas and all that.

Lawks A Lordy

Blimey, it was hailing like crazy at lunchtime. I was marooned in a clothes shop at the time and eventually made a crazy dash back to work but not before a hailstone hit me on the nose and made my eyes water, those things sting! It kind of looked like snow though, very pretty.

Have just come back from a viewing with a couple who had the most bratty bratty kids in tow. One of them scared the cat and the other pulled a cupboard door handle off. The parents didn't seem to have any control. I just wanted to scream at them to stop touching everything. Especially cos it was a nice cat that I had made friends with before they all arrived. Poor thing.

(PS I would like to assert that I am not a twat, despite the irritating blog titles I put on. I don't know what I was thinking but Lawks a Lordy isn't something I usually come out with, I promise.)

Crap Sticks

Oopsa daisy, have made yet another stunning balls-up at work. Ha ha, it's quite funny though. I sent a surveyor around to a house thinking that the owners were away on holiday but it turned out they were back today and were both in bed asleep when he let himself in with the key. The key I gave him. How naughty. Must phone them and apologise but he said they went back to bed so will leave it a few hours. He was really really embarrased about it, hope they weren't naked or anything.

Ah, well that's my morning so far. Umm, have to go into town at lunchtime and withdraw lots of cash to pay the plumber who fitted our bathroom suite earlier this week. We're out tonight to Ben & Penny's for a boozy soiree and we have another tomorrow, Rachel's flatwarming. She didn't have a halloween party so she's having an 'evil' theme. And tomorrow I am SORTING OUT my manky hair, I'm having highlights and a few inches lopped off. It's got way too long and I am starting to look like Neil from the Young Ones. Also my roots are totally unacceptable. If I have the time today I'm going to flick through magazines to find inspiration. I might go a bit blonder.

Molly news: took her to the vets, he says she had an enlarged thyroid and is suffering from stress. How bad do I feel? I don't understand the stress thing, I really don't. I mean, I try to give her the best life I can, she gets fed, like, ALL the time and has her routine, plus we totally spoil her and fuss over her all the time. The vet said it might be another cat hanging around that causes it, so if I see any others I'm going to shout at them and freak them out.

I watched Dodgeball last night, it was really really funny. Ben Stiller is so great.

Well, have a good weekend y'all, and think of me getting drunk/sitting at the hairdressers/doing lots of DIY.
xxx

I'm fugging tired

I won't bore you with the reasons why I haven't been able to blog for the last few days: suffice to say that they were all work related and hence not worth mentioning.

Luckily I now have time to sit back and relax, although I am strictly speaking still at work and do have stuff to be getting on with. In particular I have a nasty phone call to make, to let a vendor know that their buyers have just pulled out. These are always excruciating in the maximum but I've done enough of them over the last few years to be fairly thick skinned about it. What is very very annoying is that the buyers really had no good reason why they are pulling out, so all I can really tell the vendor is that they've changed their minds and should be slapped for messing him about.

I went out last night to the Doghouse (ha I just wrote Boghouse! Freudian!) in order to scout out a local band for maybe the wedding reception. They were a Jersey band and not amazingly inspiring so I will have to keep looking. We have booked this local jazz pianist/singer to play already so I dont know if we need a band as well. We'll see. Nick got really drunk and first of all he wouldn't leave the pub, then he tried to get out of the car at some traffic lights on the way home to have a wee. Sometimes he's a bit of a liability.

I am supposed to be going to a party tonight, I really need to wake myself up, I haven't had much sleep and I feel a bit mushy.

Oh yes, the title. I have added another link to my 'websites I like' bit, go fug yourself is a very funny American blog, do have a look.

I can't wait for this next week, we're going to get so much done at the flat. We have a plasterer and a bathroom fitter and a granite specialist coming round. And Nick's taken the week off work to get loads done so woo woo woo! We might be able to move in soon!

Well, gah. My hair is greasy and the phone keeps ringing which makes me lose my train of thought.

Shit, my boss just arrived and I had the front door locked because I went out the back for a wee and forgot to unbolt the door afterwards. What a bad girl.

I just made the evil phonecall, at least that's over and done with.

Someone left a tin of jellybabies here yesterday and I've eaten all the yellow ones, yum yum in my tum.

Blah blah blah

This is monday morning, this is me, at work, gazing out of the window as per usual. Working hard or hardly working? You decide.

Another weekend sans much fun. Another hard slog of DIY but its so boring, the kitchen looks pretty though, that I will say. I am around there again tonight because I have no life. No, basically I just want to move in and I can't stand how long it is all taking.

I watched Revenge of the Sith last night, it was quite unconvincing. It did upset me a bit when Anakim got his legs chopped up and his pretty face fried in the volcano but all in all it didn't make me whoop with excitement as I had hoped. I just found it jumped around far too much and relied too heavily on pretty back drops. Saying that it was infinitely better than the previous 2 prequels and it was pleasantly dark. Which I liked.

OK, apart from that I'm sorting out more wedding stuff today. We're also off to Dix Neuf on Wednesday night to hear a local jazz player in the hope that he might want to play at our reception. Nick is sorting out the honeymoon which is hideously complicated as it involves several flights, time zones, hotels and hire cars so I will leave that with him. It makes my head implode. We're thinking London - San Fran - LA - Tokyo - Bangkok - London but all in three weeks??

This is now Monday afternoon, see how long it takes me to write these? I wish I got paid for this. OK, I stopped for a tuna salad & a chomp bar.

I have just come back from viewings at the bedsit apartments (shiver) that I mentioned a couple of weeks ago. I showed around a middle aged man with a toupee who had a bout of verbal diahhrea and divulged to me (against my wishes) the entire sad story of how his Portuguese wife stiffed him and left him for broke but he has to be nice to her because they have a child. Sigh. I don't ask to be a agony aunt, I really don't. The good news was that he liked one of the apartments. Yes, I couldn't believe it but to each his own, as they say.

Mint tea, ahhhhhhhh.

... really works. Or it is at least a very convincing placebo. I feel 78% better. That could also be the result of a few quite acidic farts though.

I went home in my lunch hour and accidently trod on my cat. Which was ironic because I only bothered to go home because she was acting all miserable yesterday and I felt really bad that I didn't go home last night and I wanted to give her some love. I was wearing my boots as well. The guilt lingers on.

I sold a sweet little house today. A young couple, they really suit the place. And I've done a few viewings, at one of of them the lady would NOT speak the entire time and I felt I had to fill all the uncomfortable silences with inane remarks, ("Ooh what a lovely vase" etc etc when I don't even like the sodding vase) but I think she was quiet in a good way and she was just trying to take it all in. I probably distracted her utterly.

It's roast chicken again tonight, partly for the cat as I know she loves it. My karma must be rebalanced.

One bloated tummy

Ohhhhh my God I literally could explode right now. Ugh.

I am sat at my desk, only I'm hunched over my desk like Quasimodo. I have the worst indigestion ever. It obviously has a lot to do with the entire large bag of Penn state pretzels, toad in the hole, mashed potato, chocolate fondue, haribo sweets and bottles of wine I consumed last night. I can see why people become bullimic, I really can. The thought of sticking my fingers down my throat and emptying out my stuffed gullet is very very tempting right now. But first I will try a peppermint tea to ease the pain.

Our friends introduced us to 'Articulate' last night, which is a boardgame version of Richard & Judy's 'You say, We pay' basically. Great fun.

Also, my tummy button hurts. I stuffed my old belly ring through it the other night to see if the hole was open (after about 5 years of not wearing it) and weirdly enough it was. Only it bled when I removed it again and now it hurts and my trousers are cutting in to it where my stomach is so big today.

Sindy Rules...

Carrying on from the incredible twee girlieness of yesterdays postings, I have added a new link on my favourite websites. (Scroll down, you'll see it.)

This is a website made by a lady who collects Sindy dolls then makes photo-montage style cartoons with them. Kind of like Deirdre's casebook in the Sun. I think it's fantastic, probably becuase its an amalgamation of favourites things from my childhood, Sindy dolls and Bunty/Mandy style comic books. So hurrah for all things twee and 80's. And they're also quite funny. Kind of like if you still played with dolls this is what you would do with them...

Another site worth looking at from a blogging point of view is this which is a round up of the best blogs from around the world which are all up for awards. The funniest nominations includes 'stuff on my cat' which will be getting my vote.

Pink, green and cream DO go...

UFO's at the wedding

I guess I'm using this blog as an ideas space for my wedding preparations. Here is a pic of a bowl of lovely fizzy UFO's, which I really want at the wedding but Nick doesn't. I have to convince him that these are both wedding-y and totally appropriate. I really like them and I think they will be a lot of fun. I mean, who doesn't like UFO's? The are edible and can also double up as table decorations, (until they're eaten). Of course if we could get actual UFO's to land in Herm then that would also be cool.

Other ideas include butterflies and bubbles. It does all sound a bit girlie I admit. And becuase it's in a marquis, I want a path of tealights in glass jars leading along the path between the marquis and the hotel (where the loos are) because I remember the last wedding I went to I was stumbling around in my heels in the dark and it was all a bit precarious.

My colour scheme is another problem, Nick needs some convincing. It's going to be chocolate brown bridesmaids and grooms, cream flowers and me with a hot pink bouquet. There will also be a lot of green leaves. It is going to look fantastic but his lordship kicked up a big fuss last night when I told him about this. I KNOW IT WILL LOOK GOOD! He needs to trust me.

Hen nights and evil buckets

Brokeback Mountain? Verrrrry very slow indeed. It was a good film but towards the end I was snoozing in the back row of the cinema. Not much is said by either of the two main characters, the whole way through. But there are lots of anguished looks and pensive glances, and shots of glorious mountainsides. You have to be in the right mood, which I think I was. But had it been on TV I probably would have channel surfed.

Saturday night, we ate at Sawadhi, (a very nice thai restaurant where you sit on the floor on big cushions, hence cramp and backache) then went on a girlie rampage around town, hitting the Albion bar, Laska's, the Red Onion and finally ending the evening in Barbados, (the nightclub, not the island). Catherine was forced to wear a veil, banner etc and we all wore devil horns and badges. I think she had a good time, I'm not sure because I was very very drunk. I know I was drunk because I made it from the taxi into my house but no further. I woke up in the lounge with the cat on my face, coat and shoes still firmly in place.

The next morning Nick woke me up by flicking me with cold water and shouting 'The power of Christ compels you" because apparentely I looked possessed.

Catherine's Mum, during the day before the hen night, was walking past the town Church when a bucket flew off the scaffolding and hit her on the head! So she spent most of the afternoon in A&E but was a real trooper and came out to the meal, but she had to go home afterwards. We all told her she should sue the workman but she's far too nice to do that. What a thing to happen though.

I have been reading 'Diaries of an internet lover' by Dawn Porter, which arrived from Amazon on Saturday. I went to school with Dawn and since then she has gone on to great things and she has recently had this book published. It is a journal of 6 months that she spent living in London where she met different men via a dating website. There are quite a few explicit and naughty stories and its really weird to read it. She always was a saucy minx at school to be fair. I can remember a sex-ed class, being partnered with her when we were made to put condoms on bananas, she really knew what she was doing whereas I was a giggling wide eyed 14 year old.

I did manage to put in a few hours of DIY this weekend, even though yesterday I felt like death all day. I was very dizzy and dry mouthed which I know is my own sweet fault but there you go. There is a depressing amount of work we have to do still and it really got me down. I am going to have to start doing evenings in order to get anywhere.

Gay Porn

I'm off to see Brokeback mountain tonight to get me some gay cowboy action, yeeeehaw. OK I know its not gay porn exactly but its as close as I'm likely to get.

Tomorrow it's the big hen weekend for Catherine, starting with lunch tomorrow then an afternoon/evening of fun with lots of thai food and cocktails I think. As chief bridesmaid I have been in charge of organising it, Cat's flying over from oop north tonight with 2 of her friends. Susan has already said she's up for getting really hammered although Rachel's going to be driving (quelle surprise). Personally I will erring on the drunk side as usual. I have bought table decorations for the restaurant, heh heh, she's going to love it or hate me, I'm not sure which.

I put in 3 hours of DIY last night at the flat (and still have paint up my arm) to make up for not doing much this weekend. I didn't get home until 9pm.

One of the girls I work with has just come back from travelling and she phoned the office to tell us she'e met a man in Thailand and is going back out there to live with him. She's just her to work out her notice period then she's off again. She sounded so happy on the phone it brought on a big lump in my throat. My boss doesn't know yet, I'm not sure if he'll take it that well.

I just got back from going into town in my lunch hour, I bumped into a guy, also called Sam, who I hadn't seen in about 6 or 7 years. I love it when stuff like that happens to you! I also saw a girl in the supermarket two days ago who I hadn't seen since school, that's 8 years. I didn't recognise her but she did me. Cor hang, that's Guernsey eh! Sam is off to New York soon, he's been offered a job there as a tree surgeon or something.

Oh, go on then

Four jobs I’ve had in my life:

Barmaid in a nightclub
Receptionist at an electronics firm (zzzzzzz)
Estate Agent (at four different companies)
Telesales rep (for one lousy week)

Four movies I can watch over and over:

SpiderMan
The Shining
French Kiss
Dirty Dancing

Four places I have lived:

Guernsey, Channel Islands
Winchester, Hampshire
Falmouth, Cornwall
Exeter, Devon

Four TV shows I love to watch:

Lost
The OC
Buffy
What not to Wear

Four places I have been on holiday:

Amsterdam
Mauritius
Egypt
Norway

Four of my favourite dishes:

Spaghetti Bolognese with garlic bread
Special fried rice with sweet & sour sauce
Roast chicken with cranberry sauce (I had this last night)
Rare steak with bearnaise sauce

Four websites I visit daily:

b3ta
BBC news
ebay
this one

Four places I would rather be right now:

Tahiti on a beach
Amsterdam in a cafe
At home in front of the telly
San Fransisco, with flowers in my hair

Four bloggers I am tagging:

Cassie
that's all I can think of, I have no friends.

Gerry!

Umm, not much to say as again have to go to a viewing in 5 minutes but Nick says that I look like Margo Leadbetter from The Good Life in the photo that I posted which isn't good.

Tonight I am getting my bridesmaids dress altered and might cook a roast chicken if I have the time.

Last night I dreamed that I really needed a poo and I had to go in this awful public toilet and my boss was watching me from across the room. Ewwwww.

And again!

I only seem to find the time to do this just before 5 o clock. I guess it has been kind of busy in here the last few days. I've just come back from a viewing of a house with a lovely old man but he had the heating turned well far up, to 'old person' temperature which was just gross. The house was lovely though and just a perfect typical grandparents house with well kept rose bushes and a little pond in the garden. Bless.

I went to Claires accessories at lunchtime, ended up buying a ton of jewellery as they have a crazy sale on. I got some long beads, I'm wearing them now. They're blue and shiny.

I've got to go round the parents again tonight for more wedding chats. Seeing as my old man is forking out for the lions share of it it is necessary. I am going to ask Maggie to take in my bridesmaids dress which I tried on yesterday and it's fine on the waist but WAY too loose around the tits. If I stretch I pop out. Well, not pop exactly but I don't have the cleavage to fill it so something has to be done.

Its nearly hometime

so I am speed typing as fast as I can. Just had a pretty boring weekend of kitchen fitting and painting, didn't do a lot else so won't bore you. But did manage to watch Starsky & Hutch on Sky. DO it. DOOOOOoooo it. (That's a Starsky & Hutch reference BTW)

My boss is being really nice to me today. It's been a busy day.

My bridesmaid dress has arrived for Catherines wedding next month and I'm off to try it on after work! Also got to go to Chequers for some groceries. Nick's back on the Weightwatchers so it's all rabbit food I'm afraid. Tonight I will be watching TV and cooking healthy food. Go me.

Another cake idea...

Annoying I can't get this any bigger.

I prefer the other one I posted a month or so ago but what I like about this one is the ivy that they've draped artistically around it. A cheap and very pretty thing to do, I reckon.

Swing Bada Bada Bada Swiiiiiiing

I have just found a wedding photographer, and he seems quite reasonable and nice on the phone. Huzzahs.

And here is a picture of me for Alex! I'm not sure if I've posted it before. I'm normally gurning/frowning/looking like a spanner in photos but this one's not too bad.

To cheer me up

A bit of gratuitous Sawyer.

Come on I need it! For those of you who have missed out on the best thing to come out of the States since crispy creme doughnuts, he is in Lost. How unbelievably pretty is a man allowed to be.

Where do I start?

Grim couple of days. I was thinking of sparing you the awful boring humdrumness of my whinging but then I thought, what the hell is a blog for if you can't let it all out? So here goes, in no particular order of importantness:

1) can't get a wedding photographer. They're all booked up already.

2)have snapped off one fake nail and another one's about to go.

3)Have eaten like a pig the last couple of days. Oink oink.

4)Nick has managed to put me in an awkward spot with my boss here at work. HOW!? You ask. Well, he's managed. First he phones me up at 5ish yesterday to say "Sam I have got you the most amazing opportunity for you. I've got you a free herbal facial peel, they normally cost £250 but you have to have it tomorrow afternoon."
My boss had already gone home so I phoned him to ask if I could beg a couple of hours off in the afternoon to have this thing done. He says no. End of story? No. Bear in mind I wasn't too upset cos although I would quite like it done I find the whole concept a bit scary. Don't want to end up looking like Pete Burns you see.
Me not being able to do it put Nick in a tight spot as he'd already promised I would do it to his workmates. It was for an advert and I was to be the model having the treatment done basically. So then at his work a woman he works with figures out that she knows my boss socially and takes it upon herself to call up my boss and have a go at him for not letting me have a couple of hours off! NNNNNGHHHHH!!! Great going. LUCKILY I managed to get to my boss in time as I had prior warning and apologised profusely and explain it wasn't anything to do with me. And LUCKILY he's OK . But I think it's a bloody cheek of her to poke her nose into what is essentially my livelihood and jeopadise my working relationship. And Nick just sees it that he was trying to do me a favour.

5) This is kind of leading on from No.4. Maybe its because he's a bit pissed at me for asking for a couple of hours off, I don't know, but my boss has this morning told me that I can't have 4 weeks off in July for my honeymoon which is what he'd previously said I could have. 3 weeks is the absolute max. He then went on to say that out of my 20 days holiday I am expected to save a couple of days for Christmas. I pointed out that if I am expected to do this then in reality that only leaves me with 17/18 days holiday, which sucks, and I'm going on honeymoon and also have 3 other weddings in England that I HAVE to go to this year (I'm bridesmaid at one, Nick's the best man at another, and the third is an ex of mine and best friend of Nick and its just important we have to go) that leaves me with minus holiday. He could see I was upset but left it a couple of hours before renegging slightly and saying MAYBE we can work something out with unpaid leave but JESUS how stressed am I today. New job here I come.

Did you like the over-use of capital letters there to emphasize certain words? That's what they do in my new self help book.

Rant over. Anal stupid rant over.

PS I have stomach ache and am tired.

Mammouth Journey

So, I've booked flights for next month and I'm off to my friends wedding. She is getting married on 25th Feb in Worksop, we're flying over to Southampton then borrowing a car from Nick's Mum & Dad and we're going to drive up. It looks like its kind of near Leeds/Sheffield and on the AA routeplanner it looks about 4 hours but you know what traffic is like. Hopefully it will take us about half a day.

If we can borrow Nicks Dads work car that would be so cool cos its a really plush jag and I'll feel like a yuppie. I can wear shades and yak on the mobile while Nick feeds me seedless grapes as we drive up. Just kidding. But it is the kind of car you get funny looks in becuase you're quite young and its a real old mans exec car (no offence Tony).

In other news, I found a pile of dried up cat sick that has obviously been around a few days, I just hadn't noticed it. So I have to clear that up tonight. I noticed it yesterday but figured another day wouldn't hurt. I also have a load of boring chores to do like ironing (but at least I can watch Buffy at the same time) and I have to see my cousin to give her the birthday present and we're really overdrawn in the joint account. Such is my life.

The front page of the Guernsey Press was just stupid today. The headline story is that a child pointed a toy gun at an old person in the town library and the old person got pissed off. Basically. So not a lot going on in Guernsey then.

Chinese stirfry tonight I think and I have to go becuase apparentely I have to be at a viewing 5 minutes ago.

Sober as a judge

Its been a bit hard to keep up with the blogging recently, as work has got 100 times busier over the last few days. But that's good! I don't mind being busy, at least we're selling stuff which is fun. I'm showing Ben some flats tomorrow morning. And I'm doing some posh houses too, one has loads of amazing antiques in it I'm going to late morning.

I got so very wasted on Saturday night, as my friends well know. But I wasn't the only one, Nick was breakdancing and fell over 5 times, apparentely. And I was very proud of being Rachels toilet buddy, and on the way home I decided to stroke a bald mans head. And I was dressed as Felicity Shagwell, you had to be there. So that's it in a nutshell, and I'm still not smoking! Hey hey.

In other weekend news, I put my knee out, it's really hard to kneel down now. I did lots of DIY and also went to the cinema on Sunday night and saw Just Friends, which drags on a bit towards the end but has some very exceedingly funny moments.

Something a bit freaky, from Hot or Not (see my link) a total stranger (or nutcase) has paid $2 and sent me a 'virtual daisy'. I find this nothing shrt of scary and feel a bit rude but I'm not going to email him back. No way.

I have to go to the Toy Shop now and find something appropriate for a 4 year old's birthday. Ooooh toy shops are brilliant.

Also, have been wedding planning some more, and am about to order the invites soon, in a week or so. I've decided on the ones I want which are very tasteful and not at all yucky/tacky/pukesome. They're just plain white card and I think very chic. I hate tack.

New Years Eve Pics

Rachel & Lex looking pensive

Ahhh, I love this one, its of Seonaid (left) and little Katie (right)

A drunken Susan! I am sat behind in the distant background , I have a white top on This is the only one I'm in! The guy whose half a face you can see is Laurie, Sue's boyfriend.

Seonaid and Westy

I'm sorry, we don't DO rentals

Really, that should be my mantra. The amount of times I have to say that to people every day. I should just put a big sign up on the door so that they don't come in and bother me.

What gets me is that after you say it, most people just go 'oh', and stand there and stare at you stupidly, as if we can still help them in some way. OK, some of them aren't too bad but its like go away and leave me alone you slack jawed freak.

Sorry, but I've been selling houses for over three years and everywhere I've worked I've had the same thing happen. Maybe we should do rentals, oh hang on, no. The hassle would be ridiculous. Selling is nice and easy but renting is just a hornets nest of hell. I should know, people in rentals departments are always overstressed and quit.

Ah well, being an estate agent a lot of people hate me anyway. I've given up trying to tell people that I'm nice while on viewings. Some people just look at you with such an evil glare of suspicion as if you're about to suck dry their bank account and force them to buy a beetle-infested shack. I have got thick skinned over the years in my realisation that whatever I say or do, however pleasant I am, the general public will never change.

I've just come back from taking on 2 flats that are so small and depressing, the only good thing I could think to say about them was at least the ceilings are high so you won't have any trouble hanging yourself.

OK, rant for the day is well and truly over. I have to go to B&Q tonight and buy some paint while it's still 15% off, then I have to go to my Dads and discuss the wedding list with them, and then its home to do a pile of ironing and make dinner. But right now I'm off to eat a kiwi fruit. Bet you're jealous of my inspiring life! I was a bit naughty and bought a top in my lunch hour today from Land of Green Ginger. It's a dark brown long crochet jumper and will look good with jeans.

Wedding dress!

Oh my God a swatch has arrived for my wedding dress. I can't say too much on here because Nick might tune in and read it but it is BEEEAAAAUUUUTIFUL in the extreme. I have sent a piece off to Nick's Mum to get her expert opinion on matching it to the bridesmaids dresses. Fun.

Another weekend of hard work at the flat, feeling quite fit though as a result. Went to the Petit Bistro on Saturday night with some friends, nice, a bit pricey but nice. Got a bit drunk and Ben stole some novelty magnets before stumbling to Sinatras for some whisky sours. I glammed up in a dress which was a bit unneccesary but I'd had a knackering day and was feeling very unattractive so I needed a bit of feminine allure.

For some reason I decided I needed a hawaiian pizza on the way back though (this is after a huge meal) and stuffed myself in my drunken stupor. I think I forgot I had just eaten. It was really garlicy. I turn into such a twat when I'm drunk I really do. I think I might have been a bit shitty with the lady in the takeaway as well. But it was a bit weird not smoking I kept reaching for the fags but then remembered. I felt really bad the next day but at least I didn't stink of fags. We got up and dragged ourselves out to Christies for breakfast, I had pancakes with maple syrup. Just call me fatty bom bom. I cringe a bit at myself sometimes. Big fatty slob I have to diet.

There's been a murder! In Guernsey! It's been quite a few years since we've had one but they've already caught the guy, I think it was her son.

Kedgeree

I found such a good recipe and I cooked it last night, it was so good I just have to share...

You will need:
10fl oz milk
3 tblsp dbl cream
knob of butter
olive oil
piece of smoked haddock
brown rice
fresh coriander
coriander seeds
cumin seeds
garam masala
bay leaf
cayenne pepper
3 eggs
red onion
Mango chutney

Put the rice on. When you've done that heat up a large pan, either a saucepan or a really big frying pan.
Toast your coriander & cumin seeds for a couple of minutes in this pan, then take them out and crush them up in a pestle & mortar, if you have one. (Otherwise a teacup and spoon seems to do the trick.)
In the same pan put some olive oil and fry your onion quite slowly.
While doing this, get a saucepan, lay the fish in the bottom skin side down and pour on your milk, a knob of butter and bay leaf.
Heat it up until it simmers then let it cook for about 10 minutes.
Poke the fish and if it falls apart easily it's done. Keep it basted in milk while it cooks.
Turn the heat off when it's cooked.
When the onions are about 3/4 done put in the other spices.
When the rice is done mix it into the onions.
Once the fish is done carefully take off the skin and pick out any bones, then break it up and put the chunks in with the rest.
Add your chopped fresh coriander to the mix
Add the double cream and another knob of butter to the mix, have the heat slow and simmer it all for as long as you want (5 - 20 minutes it doesn't seem to hurt)
Get a small saucepan and boil your eggs for 5 1/2 minutes.
Take them out the pan and run under cold tap.
Serve up your yummy meal, peel your eggs and lay them on top all artistic. They should be a bit runny in the middle still.
Eat with mango chutney and side salad.

YUM! Hope you enjoy it. That was for 2 people so have however much rice & fish you want.

I am in work until 1pm today then its round the flat, the black hole where my weekends just disappear. Today I will be painting the upstairs spare bedroom.

Um Bongo Um Bongo

They drink it in the Congo.

This is a nice day, because I actually have !!STUFF TO DO!! at work today. And it even involves a trip into town at lunchtime - sales sales sales. I may be some time.

My hair is so greasy I have a little shloppy bit at the front I have to keep putting behind my ear cos otherwise it looks disgusting. Talcum powder would've sorted it out but I forgot this morning.

I was quite impressed with the quality of the celebs last night in Big Brother. Michael Barrymore! Interesting. Quite a nice bunch, I think they'll mostly get on. Its only for a fortnight anyway lets see if they can keep their fake grins firmly attached to their faces that long. I like the politician, and Maggot the best.

I have achy period pains today quite low down, not too bad but I know the dam is about to burst. Sorry. that's gross.

Umm, nothing else has happened since yesterday. Nick went to gym and enjoyed it which is good. He wants to force me to come with him but I don't know about that.

G'Mornin

A nun just walked past my shop window. If I look out across the street I can see two african heads in the window opposite staring out at me.

I ran a finger over my desk yesterday and it had a cake of filth on it so I think I may have a wipe-round later on. I never really think how gross my desk actually is. My phone and mouse in particular get gunged up over time with this sort of grey paste which you have to scrape off with your fingernail. This is not something I generally worry about but it is kind of revolting.

Last night I played Chinese Checkers with Nick and beat him 2 out of 3 times. It is a simple and fun game to play and you can even watch TV at the same time. We also invented a new game of 'dragging Sam fast around the kitchen on the laminate while she's wearing skiddy socks' which made me very very dizzy and want to vom.

I was just reading the BBC news website and they are making a partical accelorater at CERN on the French/Swiss border just like the one in the Da Vinci Code. It's set to be tested Summer 2007. It's kind of scary that they're experimenting with dark matter, I hope they know what they're doing. Trying to recreate the Big Bang has got to come with risks aplenty.

Talking of scary things I was surfing the web yesterday about the Yellowstone Park supervolcano. The BBC docudrama about it was just so terrifying I couldn't sleep for a couple of nights but from what the park scientists are saying it's quite unlikely its going to erupt. (If it does erupt we will all die, basically, for those who didn't see the programme, and the world will be plunged into an ice age.)

Also have been thinking about the moon landings and if they were faked. I think they were, definitely. That's one conspiracy theory which just too much evidence behind it.

I am over half way through my Allan Carr book, it is getting soooooooooo repetitive but I am determind to finish it. It's been 5 days with no smoke and I don't intend to slip up.

I made up a dinner last night with chicken, mustard, honey and white wine and it worked and was yummy. I threw all the ingredients in a frying pan. Tonight it's good old spag bol with possibly some garlic bread. Nick really loves garlic bread so I might see if I can make some low fat alternative with M&S 'count on us' bread. I know it won't be quite the same but we both got to lose some weight.

Nick's off to the gym tonight so I'll be home alone and be able to watch Buffy and get some housework done. It's his first session so fingers crossed he enjoys it.

Liz, who sits opposite from me, has just brought a hot chocolate and brownie back to the office and is guzzling it in front of me. I did slip up and eat a mars bar earlier though so I can't have any more chocolate. I have a box of ferrero rocher at home which I was trying to ration but last night I polished off loads. Shit.

Mmmm

Anyone else lusting after David Tennant, the new Doctor Who? Or is it just me?

Tired Tired Tired

Bored Bored Bored

I found some Creaseys vouchers in my bag and bought some Clinique eyeshadow in my lunch hour. And had a session with the saleswoman to discuss which foundation I should use. I briefly met up with Catherine to give her the Monsoon jacket to take back to the UK.

That is my day so far. Apart from that I'm tired and bored. Clearly.

Christmas Presents

Before I forget, presents I got for Christmas 2005.

New Madonna CD (Dad)
DKNY Be Delicious (Dad)
Kitchen Bible (Dad)
Trivial Pursuits Pop Culture Edition (Nick)
Molton Brown hand lotion (Nick)
Leather knee length brown boots (Tony/Denise)
M&S undies (Tony/Denise)
Stripy scarf (Kirsty/Andy)
Dip & Chip whittards bowl (Eli/Ronnie)
Silver bangle (Eli/Ronnie)
Boots mega wicker basket of smellies (Suzi/Simon)
Camille Morton girlie book (Bob)
£50 B&Q vouchers (Bob)
Black cat ornament (Bob)
White/blue ceramic hanging orb (Holly)
Silver M&S oil burner (Penny/Tony)
Crabtree & Evelyn hand lotion (Jean)
Silver/amber stud earrings (Shirley/John)
Goodwill vouchers for poor people (Shirley/John)
Silver/black/purple bracelet (Maggie)

And some more stuff too but that is what I remember right now. Goodness me I did quite well looking back. Normally there's a rather large pile of stuff to take back/exchange/charity shop but not this year. So far the only dud I've exchanged was a really weird magic 8 ball in the shape of a giant fortune cookie that looked somehow like a giant vagina. That had to go back.

My favourite presents are everything from my Dad, the boots and the board game. Who would have thought it would keep us entertained for most of xmas afternoon and also Boxing Day! Utter brilliance, especially the DVD questions and I highly recommend playing in teams of boys v girls. Also, on Boxing Day evening, my aunt Shirley and Maggie devised a wicked and evil game of dare or forfeit involving a lucky dip box and lots of small presents. I had to act out the bedroom scene from Little Red Riding Hood with Nick as the Big Bad Wolf as one dare. I won some glow in the dark jumping beans for that! Wooo!

A Melee of good cheer

Hello my little New Year blinky eyed sproglings. It is back to having my bum on this chair at work and sneaking a few sentances off while my boss is out the office.

I am satisfied today because I allowed myself a wondrous day of tidying yesterday and locked myself inside the house until just after 3pm. I then went out for a cup of earl grey with Catherine & Damian in the afternoon then came home, cut Nick's hair and cooked a carbonara tagliatelli using a recipe from my new cookbook, Tamasin Day-Lewis' 'Kitchen Bible'. It really is a brilliant book and the bestest christmas present ever. I made some peanut cookies on Saturday using her recipe and they turned out lovely too. The carbonara recipe doesn't use any cream or milk, but lots of parmesan, egg and white wine which makes the pasta all gooey and gorgeous. Mmmmm. I am going to try her kedgeree recipe later this week with smoked haddock.

The main thing to say is that I have quit smoking. It was midnight New Years Eve and I stubbed out the last fag for good. I don't miss it, it feels really nice not to smell of stale smoke and not to have ashtrays round the house. What a good girl eh! I am reading the Allan Carr book to help me on my way, it is really amazingly helpful, if a little repetitive but that is what you need, to have it drummed in again and again and again how crap it is to smoke. Nick's incessant morning cough is dwindling as he's also given up. I think he's finding it harder because he isn't using the book.

I spent New Years Eve in the Cornerstone pub, it wasn't too hectic and we could hear ourselves speak, get served quickly and also sing kareoke. Although I didn't get a chance to but Nick managed some Englebert Humperdink. We slept the night in the new flat, even though its not really liveable yet we managed to make the downstairs spare bedroom nice and spent our very first night there. We also ate the most manky hawaiian burgers ever. And got soaked in the rain. But I slept like a log and it was really peaceful there, no traffic noise or anything which is incredible when it is so close to town.

I think I may be going for a meal out tonight becuase it's Rew's birthday plus several people have hinted they want to meet for a drink. Am feeling a bit tired tho becuase the nasty folk across the road made a right racket last night, it sounded as if they were dragging metal pipes across the road. Bastards.

Oh, Molly is back. We collected her a day late as we got our flights wrong and we turned up to collect her sans cat basket as well because we're stupid. So we put her in a small cardboard box which she promptly jumped out of and went mental in the car on the drive home. Its not much fun trying to drive with a cat miowing on your lap. She seems pleased to be home and hasn't been sick once, just very affectionate.

So as far as New Years resolutions go, I think I've got a lot on this year so I don't need to give myself any targets or anything, but I am going to try and lose the few pounds I put on over Christmas and maybe join an aerobics class. We'll see about that though because I am exceptionally lazy.




I'M GETTING MARRIED THIS HEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!