Oh you Lucky People - More Wedding Pics!

My big sis and cousin Nicky

My cake ROCKED!!

Me, sis and cousins under a leafy tree

The String Quartet - courtesy of Penny

Awww, she's so pretty.

Say Cheeeeeeeeeeeeese!

More Cheese...

A fresh slab of stilton.

More gymmy gym gym

SO we went again last night and twas hardcore. I had sweat marks on my stomach for godssake.

Thinking about Black Dahlia-ing this week some time with Rachel possibly.

Arrrrrr, shiver me timbers etc etc tis talking like a PIRATE and stuff today- ha harrrrrrrr!

Had a great fantastic weekend.

Friday night went out for a very civilised meal with Sue & Laurie and drinks afterwards. Tried not to get too carried away with the fact they've just got engaged and its all very exciting.

Saturday night a girlsome soiree at Sarahs flat. She is 8 weeks away from giving birth and we are all slightly in awe. We all sat around, ate junk and watched the final of Maria on BBC1. Then as only Amay & I were drinking we managed to polish off all the booze in the house and ended up tottering into town to meet up with Sig & Gareth then all back to our place until about 4:30. ZZzzzzz. My terrible guilty secret from that night is that.......



I smoked.



I know, horrendous ... hideous.... awful.

But it won't happen again because I felt to disgustinglyupset with myself afterwards. Gross gross gross. I could smell it on my fingers the next morning. I'm very disappointed in my drunk self because I hadn't had a fag since New Years Eve.

Ah well onwards and upwards.

Alex & Jess's Wedding in St Ives!

Itsh only muddy Friday

Yays and big ups for the weekend.

A quiet few days... lots of sleep and TV and we're going to the gym then out for a meal tonight. Food. Mmmmmm.

Watched the new episode of Extras last night guest starring Orlando Bloom... genius! I didn't really watch the last series but I think I will try to watch this one as it was very very funny.

I left the bedroom door open the other day and Molly snuck in and left a poo skid on the duvet. A poo skid! I thought cats were supposed to be clean creatures?? She didn't seem embarrased when I pointed it out to her either.

Itchy Forehead

Thats fore...HEAD. Stop thinking dirty thoughts.

That's just because I have a small fan pointed at me and it's wafting my hair around which is tickling my face as I write this.

I'm being distracted. The point of this blog entry was to write about my weekend just gone. It was a loooooong weekend, starting on Thursday night with a flight to Southampton and dinner at my husbands folks house.

On Friday, we furniture shopped (yawn) and clothes shopped (yay!!!) then drove down to old Devonshire land in the afty for a crafty Chinese takeaway and a very chilled out night at my Dad's cottage. Then on the Saturday we pegged it down to Cornwall, to just west of St Ives to a campsite of coolness and our mates incredible wedding.

The wedding was held in a very King Arther circular marquee, festooned with fairy lights and bright flowers. The men all wore summery linen suits with sandals and bright silk ties in various colours. The bride.... Wow. She designed the dress and it was a stunning red silk with a massive peacock style multicoloured indian bustle at the back. Amazing. Her three bridesmaids had henna on their feet and pretty indian dresses and they all had bare feet and real star fish in their hair. It was all very very cool. And there were a bunch of people there from Uni so it was a lovely reunion as well. Drunk!!

I drove all the way back with a hangover on Sunday to Southampton, bit of a long drive but nice to get up to speeds above 40mph! (Guernseys speed limit is 35. Can you imagine?)

Then yesterday, Monday, we found a nice dining table and chairs in Southampton and they are going to deliver it here to Guernsey next week. Great!

I have also just found a bunch of people on myspace which is veeeeerrrrrrry exciting as I haven't heard from them in years and years! Am slowly coming around to the whole myspace phenomenom.

Fuck Badgers

It's still not open.

So I went to Claires Accesories instead and bought a few dubious items. Including two hair band things, some luridly bright earrings and a pair of black sticks with feathers on the ends that you stick in your hair. Have just tried them on in the toilet and they look a bit shit, to be honest. As do the hairbands. Bit of a waste of time and money then.

This, by the way, is because I'm going to a wedding on Saturday in Cornwall and my outfit is black and white. I needed something to go with it either in the hair or ears. If I have time though I will look in Southampton on Friday morning.

H&M/Accesorize get ready here I come..........

I heard a rumour...

... that Monsoon / Accessorize opens today in the High Street.

I am off to check if this rumour has any grounding in fact. Will report back soon.

Silent Hill

Watched this film last night, it was very gory and horrible yet highly enjoyable. very very visual and visceral. We went to Sid and Westy's flat to see it on the GINORMOUS telly and sat all in the dark watching it together. Nick & I used to play the game when we were at Uni and used to freak ourselves out by playing it with the curtains drawn in the dark. Ahhh, those were the days.

On a lighter note it is a gorgeously hot late summers day and I think we shall have quiche and salad for tea sat outside on our new table and chairs. I also have some pears that I stole from a house we took on that I apparentely have to poach because they are 'cooking' pears. I didn't know you could get a cooking pear?

I spent most of the weekend asleep so I can't really report back much on that. We are supposedly joining the gym tomorrow.

Drunken Hen Night Pics

The first one is my Dad laughing at me in Laskas when he realised how drunk I was. And the girl I'm snarling behind is my big sis.

Run Indy, Run!

I poached this from b3ta's mutated monkey.. aint it special.

Mouth like an Old Sock

We went out last night and now I have to work. So far the morning hasn't started so well. The phone was ringing as I walked through the door and it was one of those 'difficult' ones where they are sharing just that bit too much personal information. Its like, sure, I can put your house on the market, just tell me the details. I reeeeeeeally don't need to know all this personal stuff about your private life.

Sigh.

Anyway, I feel hungover, again. Hence the title of this blog, But don't feel sorry for me as its my own fault. I drank 5 pints, 5! I normally stop after 2 and switch to whisky & coke. I think I just forgot to do that. But I've had a cup of tea and a bowl of coco pops which has perked me up and I know by early afternoon I will be fine. I think tonight it would be nice to have just maybe Rachel around and we can watch Firefly episodes together. Nick and I are going to go shopping this afternoon for sportswear... thats right you read that right!! Am going to buy outfits for the gym, as all I have is absolutely nothing. And you really can't wear denim to cycle in, lets just say it chafes. So some comfy troos and a couple of tops. Christ, I only have fashion trainers, I might have to get a proper pair of those as well?

We met some really lovely new people last night, hopefully we'll see them again soon. What I loved about the girl was that she is an RS teacher so we drunkenly gabbled on about stuff for ages, you know what its like. I was regaling my Scientology experience from San Francisco, (nb the long shot is that it is a total con... sorry Tom Cruise / John Travolta but there you have it) and she knows a lot about Buddhism which I find fascinating.

PS the friends situation might have resolved itself? As friend No.2 has called it off... We shall see.

Getting Fit

I am quite excited because we might be joining a health club! I know, it's all a bit ridiculous but it's really REALLY close to our home and its not like a normal smelly gym, its all nice and new and pretty and they give you fresh towels.

It is a bit expensive but we agreed on the honeymoon that we would both make an effort when we got back to do more exercise. Its only £5 more expensive per month than Beau Sejour and its true that we both need to get fit. Although I have started to go out for bike rides. I went after work yesterday in fact, and cycled along the sea front and around L'Ancresse. The problem was that it was 'flying ant' day, you know, the day when there are thousands of ants taking to the skies? They kept landing on me and flying into my face. Luckily I had my big sunglasses on so none in the eyes but I was pulling them out of my hair and out of my top for about an hour afterwards!! Gross. And I ate perhaps a hundred blackberries. They are just ripening at the moment, although some were still a bit hard and bitter.

Anyway, this place has a pool, sauna, steam room, gym and tennis court, plus nice shampoos and, as I said, complimentary towels and robes. And it never gets busy because they limit the membership so you don't have to queue for the machines. I'm not really a gym type person at all so this is the sort, if any, that could change me around on that. They also do facials but that's extra. Tempting though.

So we're out tonight to celebrate my friends' engagement then I'm working tomorrow morning. If it is really quiet I will write some more of the honeymoon story.

Shoppiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing

This is the jacket I bought. It looks really nice on because its cut very well.

Shoes from New Look

My opinion is this:

They look fucking cool but they fucking hurt your feet. And the kitten heels I bought are good for walking uphill but my feet slide around perilously when going downwards.

But they look cool, and they're only £25 so I will probably go back for more pain and slidyness.

I bought a wintery trenchcoat from Warehouse that was vastly expensive but very lovely. I can't buy anything else this month. But! I still have some DottyP vouchers so can still slake my shopping thirst.

Skinny trousers, dare I? The 2 pairs that I impulse-bought look silly with everything else that I own. Is that because of my bottom?

Those are my shopping thoughts for the day. I probably have enough ammo to make this whole blog a shopping blog butI don't have the energy.

Dotty P sale stuff is still quite good. Go there while it is still buy one get one free on the tops. That is what I say.

Pictures of Molly

Finally I've got around to putting a couple of pictures up of my little snagglepuss. Clearly she was unimpressed that Nick had given her a bath on that particular day. And the first one shows her anchoring herself onto the sofa arm to stop herslef sliding off.

Lawks a hippity ho hum

Its a year ago day that we bought our maisonette! So we have to do something good tonight to celebrate. Coincidentally, this week one of my mates Fran has completed on her apartment and Sue & Laurie have signed the conditions on the house they are buying. So everybody should jump on the property band wagon, thats what I say. Well, it is only going to get more and more expensive so I guess its a sensible idea really. We all feel really grown up and have been freaking each other out about that.

Fran treated us (being me, Sarah F, Toki and a guy called Tom who I hadn't met before) to champagne in Dix Neuf yesterday lunchtime. Isn't she a doll. And its so cool that she's living over here now. I say living, that is with a pinch of salt as she only makes it back once or twice a fortnight due to her incredibly impressive job being a BA pilot. How cool is she. Apart from I felt really sorry for her when all that terrorist crap was going on at Heathrow because all the airline people had a terrible time. Apparentely even the pilots weren't allowed to take hand luggage or anything on board and she went a couple of days without a wash/toothbrush. Hideous. Then she arrived in some foreign country literally with just the shirt on her back and had to find a toothbrush. Yes, I realise I have an easy life!

Last night we watched back some of the wedding video. It was lovely, we have all the speeches on tape and I found the best mans speech still very funny a second time around.

My cat Molly keeps throwing up and I have noticed a few tiny specks of blood in it, what should I do? Is that normal? Its only now and then and she seems absolutely fine and she had a blood test about 6 months ago which didn't show up anything odd... I don't know.

I really enjoyed it

so there we go. Snakes on a Goddamn Motherfucking Plane.

Best Samuel L Jackson line (spoken in a Pulp Fiction scary way)...

"I've HAD just about ENOUGH of these motherfucking SNAKES on this motherfukcing PLANE!!!"

Highlights included snakes biting peoples willies: "aaaagh! Get this goddamn snake off my cock!!" snakes biting a ladies pert nipple "aaaaaaagh!" biting a fat ladies eyeball "arrrrrrgh etc!" and finally, biting somebody's tongue. All in all a nice family film. Hilarious!

Snakes on a Plane for Heavens sake!!

My friend Rachel has persuaded my to go and see this film with her tonight. I think I might either love or hate it but probably be tutting the entire way through which is what I tend to do...
I read a very funny story on the bbc website earlier today about a 'prankster' who released two rattlesnakes into a packed cinema in the states when that film was playing!


I it widdling with rain out there and I have to go out again in it in 10 mintues, having just come back from a viewing where my feet got completely soaked. Open toed sandals were a bad idea today. They're just about dried out but they're about to get all wet again. This part of town is all hilly and the rain just runs down the pavement in big torrents.

I had a lovely lovely weekend the one just gone, involving lots of white wine, a great moussaka, mini golf, trampolines and a rope swing. Also an Indian meal and a Sunday roast were ingested by my good self. Since the wedding I am not caring at all about my weight. We saw lots of our friends as well.

My two mates are still at loggerheads but now everybody knows about the situation so its no big secret any more. It is still a bit horrible and fresh and friend no.2 has made herself ill now and has to have 2 weeks off work. Sighs all round.

The honeymoon story part 2

So we had just spent 4 days in San Fransisco, which was lovely. Then we set off down the coastal road, California No.1 which is the Pacific Coastal Highway. This is such a beautiful route, it winds down the coast and there is the most amazing scenery. You just drive and drive and drive.

The first day we went past San Jose (like in the song, dooo you know the waaay to san jose, la la la la la la lala laaaaaaaa) and Santa Cruz and stopped off for lunch at Carmel. Carmel is a really stunning little posh tourist town that feels a bit like the South of France. The beaches are white, the shops are expensive and the flowers and palm trees are all pruned to perfection. We could have happily stayed there a few days if he had had a lot more money and time on our hands. It is near to Monterey which we didn't visit. We stayed that night in San Luis Obispo just because it had got dark and we were tired of driving. There wasn't much to see there but we found a cheap motel. That day I also fed spotty squirrels out of my hands, and saw dolphins, pelicans and elephant seals. Yay!!

The next day we stopped at Pismo Beach and both bought really attractive sun hats. There was lots of pelicans and surfers. Then it was on past Guadalupe, Santa Barbera and Malibu (very full of blonde, tanned people) and into LA. As we had made pretty good time and because I was whining in Nick's ear we carried on past the city down to the OC which I was really excited about. We walked along Newport beach with me squeaking with excitement at very step (am a bit fan of the OC) but decided it was a bit expensive there, plus I got into a nasty barney with three big black locals who were being shits with me. Just cos I is white! No, but they threatened to beat up Nick because I shouted at them a lot and we had to drive on. That was the only bad bit of the entire holiday to be honest. And quite funny in retrospect! It was all about a parking space.

So that night we drove to Huntington Beach, which is just down from Long Beach just outside South LA. It is supposed to be the home of California surfing and the first place to introduce surfing to America. We found a brilliant hotel right on the beach that gave us a great honeymoon rate! We found a really cool cafe called Tsunami Sushi which was full of loud, hilarious Americans and each had a gorgeous steak. Then we found a liquor store and bought loads of booze which we had to wrap in brown paper bags (its the law out there, you can't have open bottles of booze on the streets, unless they're wrapped in brown paper bags!) and went and sat on the beach. There was some spectacular thunder out at sea and we climbed a lifeguards tower. It was so Baywatch.

The next day we drove into LA and checked into our hotel, the Beverley Garland, just outside Hollywood. We spent 4 days in LA in total, a day and a half of which in Universal Studios. Which was very fun. In LA you have to have a car cos its such a huge city, and its all very loud and proud. We went to Rodeo Drive and had a wee in the Pretty Woman hotel. We also did the star map drive around Beverley Hills, and Nick set off the dogs at the Osbourne house! That was a highlight. I saw the gates of the Playboy mansion. We drove up as far as we could to the Hollywood sign, which is a bit os a bastard to drive to, surprisingly. We also went to the Hollywood walk of stars and did all that touristy stuff, which you have to really. Manns Chinese Theatre and all that. We also laughed at the silly men down at muscle beach, where Arnold Schwarzenegger used to strut his stuff.

All in all I preferred San Fran to LA, it is much prettier and easier to walk around. LA is just a bit too big. I think I forgot to say that in San Fran we went to see the new Superman film in 3D at an Imax, which ROCKED me beyond my wildest dreams. Americans are so funny in cinemas cos they shout and cheer in the good bits.

So that was America. The next stop, Tokyo...

Just a quickie

Oo er missus. That's so Carry On.

Just to say I haven't forgotten about telling the honeymoon story, but its quite a tale and to whet your whistles here is a photo from California!!

This is me in Lori's Diner in San Fran, a 50's style diner that serves the most humungous breakfasts and lots of strong coffee.

There are literally hundreds more photos but I'm having a bit of trouble getting them up here...

I'll try again later because I have to go and buy icecream now.

Friends and situations and BLEH

I don't know, the last few days two of my close friends are having a difficult situation, and guess what, its about boys. Why is it that the one thing that fucks things up with friendships is relationships?

The long and the short of it goes like this. My friend had a long term relationship with a guy for 5 years, but they broke up about 18 months ago and now she is living off the island. My other friend recently went to a wedding where this ex happened to be. They got talking and have since been on a few dates. (This girl hardly ever dates, it has to be said. Sorry, but its true.)

The first friend, I think, is quite upset by this. Even though she has no intentions of getting back together they were with each other a long time and she feels that the other girl should not have even thought about going there, it's forbidden territory.

The other girl, she really likes the guy and doesn't know what to do. This is bearing in mind that she has been single for a good few years and lives in a small island where, lets face it, there are quite slim pickings. So does she follow her instincts and try it out with this guy, in which case upsetting a long term friend? Or does she call it off and miss out on what could be something special? Is my first friend over reacting? How would I react? I don't really know.

To be honest I think the entire thing is a grey area and friend no.2 needs to decide how much she likes this guy and if she sees it going long term, because if not, she should call it off. Friends are so important. I just want all my mates to be happy, but not at each others expense. I just hope to God they can sort it out so its not all weird when we meet up and if one of them is there, the other one can't be. Thats the worst case scenario I guess.

Us leaving the Church and having a kiss

Wot an Ignoramus

In my scatty headedness I utterly forgot my username and password and just had a big big panic that I would never be able to post a blog again. Noooooooooooooooooo!

What on earth would I DO with myself??

Luckily my brain clicked back into gear but it took a good few minutes.

I've had a bit of a barney with Nick this morning, all about a washing machine and the price we agreed to sell it for. Personally I just think he was feeling shitty because he is hungover. I am being non confrontational. I don't really want to air my dirty laundry here (excuse the pun) ha ha.

Saw Miami Vice last night, ate too many sweets at the cinema. Not really my sort of film but was OK. It made me want to go back to America badly.

Molly ma Dolly

Molly came back from the cattery all skin and bones. Poor thing, but apart from the weightloss she seems fine. Very happy to be home. Nick picked her up while I was a work and when I arrived she pelted downstairs to meet me and jumped up and down on our bed. She is just so adorable and lovely. I defy anyone who meets her not to instantly fall in love. Oh, apart from Leni who for reason really freaked her out and she jumped out of my arms and ran away when I tried to introduce her.

ooh la la la ooh la lalala I still have so much to recap on!! After the wedding we have the HONEYMOON. Which was all good. 3 weeks of utter bliss, visiting crazy cities, beautiful beaches and misty mountains. Seriously, we did a hell of a lot in the time. It felt like a lot longer because we were moving around and doing so much.

San Fransisco was our first stop. We stayed in Union Square, the main shopping/eating out centre of the city and not far from Chinatown. San Fran is a cool city, it has the hippy district, the gay district, plus the Golden Gate bridge and Alcatraz close by. It felt relatively safe although quite a lot of homeless in some areas.

We saw the house from Mrs Doubtfire!

Alcatraz smells of seagull poo, it is literally covered in birds and shit, but it is definitely a must-see and a very spooky and disturbing place. The gay district, Castro, is better at night and the hippy district, 'Haight St' has lots of kooky little shops and cafes. Fishermans Wharf is really touristy and cheesy but quite good fun if you're in the right mood. We definitely did the right thing hiring a car because we were able to see so much of the place. It's so hilly!! Its really incredible how steep some of the roads are, you really would not want a manual car there. Our car was a Chrysler, a PT Cruiser Convertible in white with a black hood. It was a very cool car indeed.

On the first night we blagged the penthouse suite which had a balcony which was a great honeymoon perk. Everywhere we went we played the honeymoon card which worked a treat I can tell you.

We also visited Sausolito, which is a posh little seaside town just the other side of the Golden Gate and feels a bit like the South of France. We ate clams there and lots of salt water taffy. We also went to a nature reserve called Angel Island which is very peaceful.

After 4 days in San Fran, (which by the way was enough to see all we wanted to of the city) we set off down Pacific Coastal Highway No.1, one of the most beautiful roads in the world. But that is another story which I will save for later.

Les Photos de ma Marriage

My Ladee Friends!

Cake of Goodness
Penny avec 40 flying saucers
Want that one!
Coming out of the Church

Darling Blythe

I have a new best friend.

Her name is Blythe and she can be found here

We met in Japan, although she is American. She can be a but freaky and is very popular with Japanese girls.

The Wedding

I don't know quite where to start. I have had a great Guernsey hen night, which was the Wednesday before. The boys went out as well and we all ended up in Laskas so some hen night!! My Dad saw me really drunk and I fell over in front of him which is a first.

Thursday 13th July,
recovery day. Muchos hangover and mates started to arrive from England. Went out again in the evening to the Boathouse but not a late one.

Friday 14th July
the day before was spent mostly in a state of panic, I had my nails done and we had the Church run through, in which I didn't cry but had a massive old-school style attack of the giggles due to the freakiness of the event. Went for fish and chips at Cobo in the evening with Suzi, Simon, Leni & Dom while Nick went out for a meal with his family. Very relaxing evening and just what I needed to calm myself down. A whisky before bed helped me sleep as well.

Sat 15th
Up obscenely early, to hairdressers for fabulous up do, involving twists and plaits and little daisies. Then back to mon pere's for the getting ready with big sis. A nervous morning indeed, not helped by champagne but defintely helped by some very nice brandy which my father brandished at me just as the two of us were waiting to depart for the Church. At that point I was a little bit of a wreck and I was very calmed down.

The ceremony was fun, the vicar was excellent, just relaxed enough to make us feel relaxed but also formal enough for it to feel like a grand occasion. My two readers, Katy & Fiona read beautifully and Nicks face when he saw me walking down the aisle was a picture. He really didn't have a clue what I would look like. We had had a run through so we knew what we had to say and where we both had to stand which was really helpful.

After the ceremony we could finally relax and enjoy everyones company. It was so amazing to have all our mates and family all together and great fun to introduce them all to each other. We left the Church amidst a fog of bubbles and confetti and left via a beautiful green morris minor, which was a surprise for Nick and I couldn't write about here.

It was a tad windy and we moseyed over to Herm on the ferry and all got windswept cos we wanted to be out on deck. Then we had drink on the lawn, started off by Nick opening the Balthazor of champagne, which is one giant bottle holding 18 regular sized bottles of champagne and very difficult to pour, but we managed it!! The string quarter played beautifully, we all drank champagne and pimms and mingled for a hour or so before all goin into the marquee.

The meal was fabulous, local crab & prawn starter, a BBQ main course and shortbread.summer fruits pudding. My fizzy UFO's went down an absolute storm with a competition ensuing of how many one could stuff into ones mouth. Penny won by somehow managing 40. We all watched and she managed it, her cheeks are like a hamsters apparentely. We had the Paul Tongs duo playing while we were eating some smooth jazzy tunes which really set the scene. I had bay trees adorned with white roses and ribbons and fresh lavender all over the floor of the marquee.

The speeches made me cry, I was suitable embarrased by my Dad and Nick by James the best man. The best mans speech was the best I've ever heard, I could be biased but I was crying with laughter and I wasn't the only one.

Then there was lots of dancing, lots of drinking, we had more photos taken down on the beach and all in all a great day. I will remember it for ever.

The flowers were perfect, bright fuschia pink and baby pink and cream colours which looked stunning with the chocolate brown bridesmaids and grooms outfits. I couldn't have asked for better.

The Chilled Out Sloth is BACK

It's me! All married and stuff! Just forcing myself to stay awake until 10:30 to get my body back into UK time (in my head I'm still in Thailand and it's 3am, sucks) so I'm back in the swing for work tomorrow. WORK tomorrow, God three weeks off really gets you out of the loop, I do not want to go back at all. Nick has another week off to relax, he's so lucky. He's going to collect Molly Dolly tomorrow from the kitty motel, can't wait to see my little lady. I just feel like such a lazy sunburned sloth, hence the title. It's a lovely feeling.

Despite all my fears/nightmares/bitten nails, the wedding was AMAZING, the best day ever!!!!! It really and truly went without a hitch. All my plans and ideas about the colours, flowers, etc etc all WORKED and looked really good, the fizzy UFO's went down a storm, and the feedback has been so incredibly positive I think everybody had an amazing time. I have a hundred million billion photos which are on this website, the username is samnick and the password is wedding. If you make it past the first hundred you're doing OK. The photographer certainly earned his fee!! I probably won't keep that link on for very long, in fear of stalkers and the like. Check out the cake though, it rocked!

Have just returned from the honeymoon this evening. San Francisco, LA, Tokyo, Thailand, I literally don't know where to start. Not now, I'm falling asleep, but I will tell the story soon.

Love and kisses, I'm off to bed.

Pray for me

Please God let THIS weather forecast be right for Saturday!!!

I don't care if you're not religious just please think good thoughts.

Today I am mostly being blogging

But I really don't have anything to say aside from wedding related things and I am not going to bore myself by trawling through my preparations here. It's busytime, suffice to say, and leave it at that.

Tonight, I am back to my old tricks of DIY and I have to paint my old bedroom for my Dad, who wants to put the house on the market while we're away on honeymoon. I did promise to do this for him but time has crept up on me and now with only 5 days to go before W-Day i find I have to get this finished. I was around there all yesterday day and evening, apart from a brief visit to some old rellies to pick up a wedding gift.

All my wedding ebay purchases have arrived and are lovely. And I have been spending all my birthday money on lovely new clothes for the honeymoon. And I have a REALLY clicky shoulder that is aching. Quite badly.

Molly is fine, am not looking forward to putting her in kennels, I will feel very guilty about it but it is the only option unfortunately

And People start arriving tomorrow, with Catherine & Damian, plus Suzi & Simon which is making it all seem quite very real and scary. But at the same time lovely to see them all.

I've been on the sunbed again, but I don't look brown at all. Am going to resort to the Johnsons holiday skin as a back up measure.

5 days and counting, that's right guys.

Raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh

So much going on, wedding - flowers - visitors - work - honeymoon - wedding - balloons - place cards - wedding - flowers - work - presents - wedding

I swear I am going around in circles. I've been feeling indigestionie today, didn't eat until 2m then wolfed down a big tuna salad which is now repeating on me terribly. But! Bought v sexy summer dress and shoes, plus denim shorts and a white top in my lunch hour. Serious honeymoon shopping going on you see. Trying to semi starve my body to look unbloated and pretty in the dress but don't seem to be shifting much weight. Bugger.

The confetti arrived today, which I have to put into little paper cones and tie up with ribbons. I had a crack at writing the place cards last night but my handwriting isn't that special, they look like they've been written by a child. Its the silver pen alright!!! Its hard to write with it!!! Probably should have practised a bit first. Maybe.

Had dinner with Shirley & John last night and made a lovely pudding (assembled more like) of meringue nests, then dropped them back at the questionable hotel they're staying at. Its a bit rough bless em.

Went and fried my poor body in the tanning booth yesterday lunchtime in final bid to look tanned and lovely on the wedding day. Have booked another sesh next week but might also go again this weekend. I KNOW its really bad for me but it's only cos I'm getting married. I've also booked to get my nails done the day before and I'm having a hair trial tomorrow afternoon.

Spoke to Leni for ages on the phone last night and am SO SO excited she's coming. Seriously need to get hold of loads of bedding so she has somewhere to sleep while she's over...

Am over the panic stage and into final melt down hilarity where it JUST DOESN'T MATTER if it gets fucked up. The weather looks shitty this weekend I am just praying it cheers up for the next one but even if its torrential rain it will be funny.

And I love him...

I had to copy and paste this story from this weeks b3ta, it had me in tears...

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You either love him or hate him...

Yes, I have been in a band but never really had any truly “Rock and Roll” experiences (apart from a Derek Smalls incident at Nice airport…). However, I will relate the experiences of one of my best mates who for a while was in one of the few rock bands on the small island that we call Jersey.

Now this was back in the 80s and Ade and his band had been booked to play a small pub in one of the numerous fishing villages in the area. They turned up early in the afternoon to perform a sound check then sat down to do what all good rock bands do before performing i.e. get royally ratted.

However, before they could start, the door to the pub banged open and in walked a large, burly man who immediately yelled at the landlord, “Turn that fucking jukebox off! You don’t need that anymore! I’m here! I’m all the entertainment you need!” Yes, it was the man. The legend. It was Oliver Reed.

Ollie, already clearly a little sozzled, found out that there was going to be a rock band playing and insisted on buying them a drink. He’s shown to their table where he proceeds to buy then a round. “So you’re the band are you!? What kind of fucking shit are you going to be playing for us then!?”

After the first round, he gets the second. And the third. And the forth. In fact, he gets every single round of the afternoon. No-one could match him. He would have drunk his pint while the band were barely starting theirs. If anyone dared to get up to get the next round he would shout at them, “Put that fucking wallet away you fucking cock! You’re too fucking slow! I’ll get them in!”And true to his word, he did, every single time.

By the time the band came to play, they were absolutely paralytic. Ollie though, was barely affected, still knocking back the pints without them even touching the sides. Before the band went on though, Ollie had to wave goodbye. “Sorry I can’t stick around to see you play boys, I’ve got to fly to London to be on some fucking talk show!” And with that, he left, leaving Ade and his band to fuddle their way through their set barely able to see straight.

So midnight comes and the band stagger off back to one of their homes where they crash out with more beer and food. As they are popping them open, one of them turns on the telly.“Come here! Now! Come here! It’s him!” he shouts, prompting everyone to crowd around the TV which appears to be showing some late night discussion program. And sure enough, there he is, wearing exactly the same clothes as he had on in the pub. There’s Ollie, late night on Channel 4, clearly pissed out of his gourd. They had turned the telly on just in time to see him turn to the resident po-faced feminist and say, “Frankly dear, what you need is a big hard COCK!” A turn of events that would see him barred from telly for several years. Some of you may even remember it if you’re old enough. So here’s to Oliver Reed, far more Rock and Roll than most of us could ever wish to be. Peace.

My friends Katie's photo...

My little mate Katie is so cool. She went to some sci fi convention and took loads of pictures of Corey Haim (like me, she loves the Lost Boys!) from a distance, you can spot him in the black cut off T short in this picture. By the way he seems to have got a bit fat and spotty since the 80's.

But what is painfully cool is that the poster in this left of this picture shows that Alan Tudyk was also there (see the big queue of people on the left), he's the pilot from Firefly/Serenity. Which I love! I don't Katie would have known who he is though which sucks. What a missed opportunity. See, you have to be a real sci fi nerd like me & Rachel to know these things...

Katie's doing a masters in photo journalism and so far this year has sent me photos of Keanu Reeves, Sandra Bullock and Cameron Diaz, all close up. And she's really little so I have no idea how she fights through the paps to get up close. She probably runs in between all their legs or something.

PS had a fantastically lazy weekend where I did NO wedding stuff, just had my hair done and relaxed in the garden. Rachel came round last night and I popped round my Dads during the day to use the jacuzzi and eat his food but apart from that just slept, ate and sunbathed. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh.

Herming and stuff

I have a craftily angled fan pointed at me as I write this within the stuffy confines of my office. The bright sunlight is making me squint slightly as I sit looking out of the window.

Right now under my desk I have 48 small bottles of bubbles for the reception and I keep whipping them out and blowing bubbles across the office. Well, it is Friday after all. My work station has become wedding central.

We went across to Herm last night on Jeannie and dropped off some wedding supplies for the reception. We stayed for a beer at the Ship Inn and it was blooming lovely. Such a still night to go out on, we came back at dusk and the sea was like a mill pond, and anyway we were mosying along quite happily in the fading light when our friend Chris, who was on board, piped up "Nick, are you trying to play chicken with the Condor ferry?" and lo and behold, the massive ferry was coming straight towards us at a great rate of knots. So we had to swing it around and take evasive action!! But once the ferry went past us we all had to hang on for dear life as the wake hit us and for a few terrifying minutes we bobbled up and down like a ping pong ball in a tidal wave. Which actually once the terror had subsided was quite brilliant fun and we were all screeching like loons. Never a dull moment.

But I had another sleepless night of wedding anxiety. My stupid stupid brain just gets full of thoughts last thing every night and I end up churning over everything that oculd go wrong. Silly I know, but try telling my head that.

Emergency! Emergency!

Merde alors. I might be overreacting ever so slightly but I was getting out of the shower this morning and just happened to bruch my naked shoulder past the heated towel rail and the DAMN THING peeled the skin off me!!! It was on far too hot and has singed my back skin. And its clearly going to be visiable in my wedding dress. WHY God why!!?

OK it will most likely be healed in two and a half weeks and there's always concealer but its just a bit annoying.

Not as annoying as the fact that it's past five o'clock and I'm still at work because I agreed to do a late viewing. I then have to go round my Dad's to try on another pair of possibly wedding shoes that arrived in the post today and then I'm out for a meal later which will be lovely actually, I just hope I have time to wash my smelly feet.

Another weekend gone!

And in a flash too it seemed. On Friday night we just relaxed and I had to work on Saturday morning. But in the afternoon we finally went and chose the rings which are LOVELY and we got them from Derek Birch because we know someone who works there so its all good.

Sat night we partied like it was 1999 at our friends flat to celebrate her birthday. There was singing and falling over involved (on Nick's behalf, not mine) and it was probably the last drunken night I'll let myself have before the wedding because I want no baggy eyes or grey skin! I want to look refreshed and beautiful and not smell of fags/beer at all.

Sunday with a hangover of doom we greeted Nick's parents who arrived obscenely early in the morning. Having promised a BBQ I had to down a lot of water and headache tablets and get my cooking shoes on becuase we had 10 people over in the afternoon. I over catered food-wise but it all seemed to go down a treat, especially the mini corn on the cobbies wrapped in foil with butter - mmmm! And luckily the hangover only lasted the morning.

Nick's printed up the Orders of Service now so we have all of those and they look pretty. We designed them ourselves and put pictures of the Church and Herm island on them. I've got some really expensive shoes on approval from Celaro's to try on with the dress tonight and I can take them back tomorrow if they're no good. They are very pretty but they're £70 so.... Hmmm we'll see.

I'm dragging Nick's mum to the plant people before work tomorrow so she can help me chose the plants I'm going to have at the reception. Yays! She's quite good with the whole gardening/plants side of things.

So yep that's the latest wedding run down, I really don't have anything else to tell and I'm sorry if its getting tedious! For anyone that has been through this though I'm sure they can relate. For anyone thinking about getting hitched I would definitely recommend running away to Vegas.

Painty Eyeball

If I just manage to do one thing every day then I should be on track and it shouldn't be too last minute panic - y. Yesterday I spoke to the hotel and emailed people the veggie options. I hope I have thought of all the vegetarians its quite hard to remember who is what.

I am sat at work right now and have white emulsion all over my arms and legs. Basically, last night I started painting our old bedroom (where we just moved from) I promised my Dad I would paint a couple of the rooms before he puts it on the market and I came home pretty late from doing it last night so just had dinner and went to bed. So this morning my alarm didn't go off, we had a big power cut and I woke up with just 10 minutes to get dressed and head into work. So I haven't had breakfast, its one of the hottest days of the year and Ive had to put on long trousers to cover all the paint splotches on my legs.

As I was painting last night a flicked a big glob of paint right into my eyeball. Suddenly all I could see out of my right eye was a white filmy fog, so I dashed into the bathroom and I looked like Marilyn Manson which was a bit freaky. I obviously washed it out thoroughly and it seems fine but thank goodness it wasn't gloss!

Today I have already had to go out and retake the photos for a flat we've taken on, because the guy who takes the photos I hate to say is a bit rubbish at it and the girl who writes the details up still has a lot of improvements to make, so I've sat here, rewritten the whole thing and put new photos on the details. I swear I do everything around here. That's before I start doing the copious amount of work that's sat on my desk right now. In fact I better get on with it. I love the folk I work with really I don't mean to moan.

My life is Wedding Obsessed

No its fine, really. I feel a bit better today because I have ordered my wedding ring and we're nearly there with Nicks. He just needs to go back and try it on again but it only takes 2 weeks maximum for them to arrive so we'll be OK I think. We also spent last night doing the Order of Service and I went and bought some nice card and ribbon samples from town in my lunch hour so we can start printing them up and making them look pretty maybe at the weekend.

Phew.

I've also ordered some real rose petal confetti from Ebay and I have two pairs of shoes on order so hopefully one will do!! And apparentely we're having a BBQ this Sunday with Nick's parents, my cousins and Nick's mum & dad so I have to get ready for that. There's nothing like looking at the calender and realising you're getting married in three weeks time to put the panic on though!!! How can I think of things like coleslaw and burger buns when I have all this boiling up in my head like a big fuggy stew?? I think last night and this morning Nick & I were having some kind of melt down but I think we're through it and out the other side.

Wedding wedding wedding

Did you know that I'm getting married in 3 and a half weeks time? No? Neither did I until I just looked at my diary. Mwahh ha ha HA HA HA HAAAAarrrrrrrrr.

Oh Jesus God I'm so unorganised. We don't even have RINGS yet. For the love of God RINGS!! Nick wants to get them on ebay!! Its just not even funny! I don't have SHOES either!! I'm going to be a bare footed bride tiptoeing down the aisle!

I don't know what I'm doing blogging I have to go now and do wedding stuff. Bye.

Drumming Folk..

I found this picture on their website. Anyway they were called Noise Ensemble and they really really rocked. Anyways, busy day today, got quite a lot to do at work plus if its sunny tonight we're going to meet the photographer down on the beach at sunset to take some pre-wedding photos! How cheesy does that sound, but he wants us to feel comfortable being photographed and its all paid for in the package price so.... I just have to decide what to wear. If its not good weather we're going to do it another day.

Best Weekend in the World.... Ever (Volume 32)

Oh my goodness guys I've got such a lot to recap on here, I've had an amazing birthday weekend. Here's the Day by day run down..

Friday Night:
After work we went out (me, Nick, my Dad & his partner) to Le Petit Bistro for dinner and this is a bit disgusting but I tried steak tartare for the first time. to be honest it didn't taste of much and there was a little raw quails egg in amonst the raw steak. So that was interesting, and then I ate sole for my main course and afterwards we came back to the flat for a bit with everyone but it wasn't a really late night fortunately. It was really nice, I had far too much wine and flet really groggy the next day but it was my birthday so its got to be done!

Sat:
Got up v v early to go to Jersey for the day. Arrived and went to the dress shop straight away and horrors!! The dumb woman hadn't done all of the alterations so they had to call her in and get them done during the day. So I went away slightly concerned and did some shopping, met up with Alex for a smoothie in the afternoon, went back to the dress shop and thank god the dress was OK.

Then I went to the 'Bohemia Bar' at 6pm where some friends from Guernsey were drinking cocktails and about to go off on a hen night. It was my mate SJ's big sister Lisa and they were off to some cabaret night with drag queens and stuff that SJ had organised! Hilarious.

Then back to Gsey on the ferry in the evening, with the dress in tow. I got back and Nick was calling me every 5 minutes to see where I was because he'd told me he was cooking me a special birthday dinner which he wanted to time perfectly for my arrival home. But then I get home and the house is all dark and all the curtains were drawn and he ran outside and met me at the gate. Me being so gullible I wasn't suspicious at all and let him take me inside the house. But then as we were walking up the stairs he started speaking in a strangely LOUD voice and I began to wonder if something was going on. Well, I walked finally into the kitchen to be greeted by a dozen drunk friends and a face full of party poppers!!! Bless them Nick & Rachel had spent the whole day preparing the house and had organised a surprise party in the theme of a childrens party. They even baked me a spaceship cake!!! We played pass the parcel and ate sick amounts of sweets and pizza. And I had a my little pony banner and a flashing pink fluffy crown that said 'birthday girl'!
I loved my party so much, I have never had a surprise party before and it was amazing. And Nick even kept everyone out on the balcony cos he knows how paranoid I am about spills on the new carpets!! What a love. I will try and get some photos on here soon.

Sunday:
Slept in, obviously. Had to go meet the Church Organist at noon to decide what tunes to have at the ceremony. I started crying when I heard the wedding song which doesn't bode well!!! In the afternoon I popped round to give my Dad his fathers day pressies and then in the evening we went to my cousins for a BBQ and ate far too much meat and cheesecake. Later on we came home and watched Spanglish.

And now it's Monday and I've just been into town and ordered a pair of wedding shoes. They're quite expensive and I'm not 100% about them but they're sale or return so I can always change my mind when they arrive. I also spent some of my birthday money on a skirt and green cardie that are quite sweet from Dotty P's.

Ahm gonna Party like its ma burthday...

Ahhh, I love this kitty get up. I will never tire of cats in clothes, I know its probably a bit cruel but its a cat! In Hello Kitty! I just love it.

I'm having a nice bday so far, I managed to sell a house this morning and I kid you not, they had two cats and a dog, and one of the cats was absolutely MASSIVE and ginger and was bigger than the dog! Which was a corgi and fairly large. But although it was massive it was very soft and silly behaving, and it had a very wise face and looked a lot like Aslan.

OK, enough talk of cats.

So, for my bday I have had 3 bags so far!! Hurrahs because one can never have enough handbags. I had a pretty red/green thai silk bag with wooden straps and a green glass bangle from Rachel, a large multi coloured H&M beach bag from Denise & some money to get my nails done, and a GORGEOUS blue Ollie & Nic bag from Nick. Nick also bought me a turquoise sun lounger and some piz buin for the honeymoon. The folk at my work bought me a bottle of Pimms (Pimms O'Clock!!) and a green bracelet and bead/shell necklace from Land of Green Ginger. All in all a good amount of stash. Also, Maggie bought me a white parasol. Golly I realise I've done very well when I list it like that. There were also some Dotty P vouchers from my Dad plus Boots vouchers from Nick's aunt and uncle.

I'm off out tonight for a meal at a French Restaurant and I'm having my Dad round for drinks first. I've also been out for lunch already at the Terrace for Pad Thai noodles with Rachel & my Dad. What a lovely day! And its off to Jersey tomorrow to spend all those vouchers.

IT'S MY BIRTHDAY TOMORROW

I just thought I would subtley mention that.

Oooh, this noise drummy stomp thing was really cool last night. We stayed for the first half then snuck out at half time and came home and watched the Whole Ten Yards, which was quite funny because it has Bruce Willis crying a lot in it. But the drumming thing was AMAZING. We only came home cos we had so much to do last night, I could have happily stayed until the end.

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