It's a Done Deal

We've done it, we are married. Thanks to everyone who came to the ceremony xx

Take Me To The...On Time

Tomorrow is THE day. I am counting on you, Leebo and Rob. I will be driving to the Registry Office in my dress, in my Herald. It will be all over when someone says "I do"...

What a Turn-Outer

After F.O.R.B. to old mates, I was invited for a sit-in in a garden, which turned into a BBQ.

Now, I really am not a berbie person, I just don't see the attraction of grilled food, unless they are fresh sea-food (preferably alive... Um, they are the best and that's why I don't do BBQ.) I mean, what's the bloody point of charcoaling burgers when it tastes so much better off a drive-thru? I don't think chicken tastes good when it's overcooked, which is always the case in berbies as people want to make sure it is indeed cooked. Let alone sausages, god, can't stand them anyhow, why would I want carbonised version in buns??

The thing is, every time I get to go to BBQ I am more interested in how much I get to drink, while staying away from all the smoky stuff. Then I somehow ALWAYS end up being in charge of the fire.

There are usually a bunch of guys who THINKS they can get the fire going, and just very good at making black smoke, and after colouring sausages in black I kinda have to quietly step in for a smoother running.

All you ever need to do is to start a flame, and put coals over it, not the other way around... What makes them think the flame will simmer DOWN into cold coals??

Anyway, so we started fire, and people chopped chicken and pork, varieties of veg, and the next thing I know I was sat in front of the fire, skewing and spicing the meat and veg... Oh, am so OCD. Why can't I let it go and let someone else do this whole thing? It would be funnier on the premise of them screwing it up, in a funny, summery sort of way...

Tomato, Chicken, Onion with jerk seasoning
Pork, Apple, Peppers with cumin and coriander
Chicken with lime and chilli

It took over 2 hrs to cook 12 kebabs, and they were lovely. The whole day turned out to be so perfect, except for the fact I found out that I am now going out with a bongo owner...

He Has a Point, but F.O.R.B.

I cannot fight a fight where there is no common ground for us to reach.

Went to see the people from my old work, as it is customary for them to go to Upin after the Summer Ball, till they pass out (most of them are just out of 15 hr shift, and some were out of 24 hr shift.)

I was not allowed to work in the Ball this year, but I really wanted to be part of it, so I popped in to see familiar faces.

They were welcoming for about 30 sec, before they all started taking the piss. Arty Tommy actually told to my face, looking into my eyes,

"When are you gonna get that I hate you? Why? Because you are so bloody annoying."

This is pretty standard, but then others started raising hands when I jokingly responded,
"Oh, so you want me to leave?"

It is never nice to find out that your friends of past 3 years actually hate you and your principles.
"You came here uninvited, barging in on us, and you have talked nothing but your ceremony and your boyfriend, FUCK OFF!!"

My old boss shouted at me, muttering that I needed to hear. It all happened in a very smiley friendly air. Hard to explain how it was possible for that to happen.

I will never speak to them again.

I never, in my life, have, and will shout at someone who's opinion wouldn't agree with mine. I have my reasons for my way of living, and I am well prepared to tell you how and why, but I have no desire to convince you so your head turn around to the other way. I never sacrifice somebody's life for my own happiness, and I always assume that my existence is never a plus to anyone, if not a minus.

Besides, I worked my arse off for you all, I say ALL, for 3 yrs, and this is the reception I receive? Fuck you all.

Happy Summer Ball!!

This is the first one I am not working/attending in 9 yrs. (Well, I never fully attended as a guest, actually.)

Last year I worked 13 hr shift, and found out that my pay was on the minimum wage instead of the standard 9 quid per hour summer ball wage. Never again.

Have a great time, people, with King Rolf.

Time Out / Current mood: distressed

I had a to-do list, I followed them strictly, AND I forgot to order rings in time!?!

Now we won't have rings for the ceremony!!

Oh, let's just hope we will at least have shoes for Dunny or she will show up in barefoot for an Alicia Silverstone style wedding.

Oh, no, no, no, NO rings??? (Still dazed...)

Damn, I Dropped 'em

Well, so he says why don't we go out, and it was quid a drink night in Upin, so I buy myself 2, which was topped up later. And went back to his, and was chatting to Hanabo and then, while having a couple of cans.

THEN, for some reason, I decided to clear the glasses. That's how I broke 2 and a half glasses last night.

What was the worst bit, was, after apologizing, I started the philosophy on how things will not remain in eternity. Am crap.

I think my cold is coming back for rekindle. Go away.

Forever Mrs. Robinson

Anne Bancroft has past away, I cannot believe it.

She was THE mother to Harvey Fierstein, and RDJ, and she was THE only American Jeanne Moreau, with class and sexy all over her.

I will never forget the 65th Academy Award when she and Dustin Hoffman did the presentation, they looked so cute, and above all that THE GRADUATE business. (And people always will remember her as Mrs Robinson.)

So, here's to you, Mrs Brooks, Jesus (if he's there) will kiss your foot for your great work, and for these killer legs. You are my definite figure of gracefully maturing human being. I will miss you more than you will know, wow, wow, wow.

Rob Told Me

that I sure know how to pick 'em. More than once, in fact. After last night, I must agree with him more than ever. HOW DO I DO THAT???

Date

We've set the date. It's 23rd. If any1 wants to send us the gifts, please feel free to do so !x!x!x! We could use some Botanic Garden chinas, except for the butter tray. (Oh, me and my expensive bloody taste...)

Tried About 4 Times to Have a Break

I hate that roundabout near Oracle. I went through that like 3 or 4 times before I ended up in Caversham, decided to take a country lane instead of A329 to Oxford.

These roundabouts are SO scary, because; They don't have clear signs to say where to turn; Everyone goes SO fast; and once you get into a wrong way, you are in the middle of scary Reading one-way system, and takes forever to get back to give another try.

Anyway, so we spent about half an hour before giving up, and hitting the country lane, which turned out to be so beautiful. Then we came alongside the Thames with pretty villages, where the river was shining in nice end-of-May sun.

We went to Oxfordshire for some ancient trekking, which was really quite rough on my Triumph because we got lost so many times and had to turn around in the oddest places, and as a result my exhaust fell off. The return journey was deafeningly noisy one.

But all in all it turned out to be such a nice break. White Horse on the hill side, made out of chalk was just so pretty. We sat in its head and watched a brown sheepdog run around two ladies with daisy chains on their heads.

Even the 99p cheese burger from the garage was divine after nice walks.