So, I should probably have posted this earlier, but I was a little distracted, what with all the BEING ON ROCK MY WEDDING and everything (more of that to come, by the way. I haven't forgotten that I promised you kazoos). Some of you were kind enough to wish me a happy weekend after I mentioned I was going to spend it with two...
The Hubster and I are over on Rock My Wedding today!! This is the happiest day of my life!! Um, apart from that other day. Obviously. I was completely obsessed with RMW when planning the wedding - I even had a direct RSS feed on my work intranet home page, so I could get immediate access to every single post as it went up. I'm pretty...
Lovely photo by my lovely friend Kristen This weekend, I am going up to a place a little north of where I live, to hang out with two of my favourite ladies. Walks will be taken, scones will be eaten, wine will be drunk. We will chatter and gossip, and admire each other's shiny new purchases and crafting triumphs. We'll moan about our jobs, our lives, our...
I suspect this post is going to make yesterday's look all flippant and cheap. Oh well. Hey ho. As I mentioned before, my first stop on the train to Blogland was in the tulle-filled, bunting-laden land of the Wedding Blog. In fact, I'm still a frequent visitor to that particular area. It's all just so happy. Everyone is always gushing about the beautiful...
No, don't worry, I'm not going to try and give you advice on how to have a happy marriage. I mean, I've only been married for seven months. There's no way I have the wisdom or experience to even consider trying to advise someone else. That would be crrrrazy! So. Let's ask a bunch of eight-year-olds instead! I ordered this book in the midst...
Aww, you think. Bride and groom on a beautiful beach, sharing a special moment together. How lovely. But - there's something weird about it. I can't quite put my finger on it... Wait a minute. What is that expression on the groom's face? Why is he looking at me like that?? Have you ever seen a more EVIL EYE in all your life?!?...
The Hubster is a Worrier. He worries all the time about everything, always has, ever since I've known him. I, on the other hand, am a fixer, a soother, a Positive Person. In the Mr & Mrs video my fabulous bridesmaids put together for my hen party, he said his favourite thing about me is that I am "a ray of sunshine on a rainy day". Aww. (He...
You know the game. The if-I-were-getting-married-again-what-would-I-wear game. Mine tend to be pretty much the exact opposite of what I actually wore. Well, not the exact opposite. They're still on the ivory(ish) spectrum, still scream "I'M A BRIIIIIIIIDE!!!". Still look good with an ice cream in one hand (very important). I loved my wedding dress. But some days I dream of swirling and twirling and burying myself in a...
It's not okay.
Are you aware that your question could essentially be rephrased as, "So, having lots of unprotected sex?" or "So, you've been married for a while and still no baby - fertility problems?"
Do you *really* want to know the answer to either of those questions?
If you're my very, very good friend, and we're having a private discussion (preferably involving wine) about, say, the interaction between having children and having a career, or whether my mum being ill has affected our thinking on having children (newsflash: it kind of affects our thinking on everything, so, duh) then I'll let you away with it.
Or if you're my doctor, ok. MAYBE.
But if you're a casual acquaintance, and we're down the pub?
It's. Not. Okay.
Ever.
Ever.
Love and kisses,
Frustrated Newlywed
Image: Me, on my first day in the big proper cot that my aunty bought me. My mum says I was sort of excited and terrified at the same time. I think the face says it all.
I mentioned the other day that my parents are awesome. This is not a subjective statement. They produced me for a start, so, obviously. And when redundancy hit, instead of trudging off to the job centre, they ran away to the French Alps to spend a season baking cakes, cleaning toilets, getting paid peanuts and skiing every day. Not too shabby for a...
Maybe it's the lingering effect of all the insanely beautiful art we were exposed to on our trip to Rome. Maybe it's just because it's free and we're skint (actually, blame that on Rome too). For whatever reason, the Hubster and I decided to go for a highly out-of-character wander around the National Gallery of Scotland on Saturday afternoon. It's not exactly the Sistine Chapel, but...
This is, unbelievably, the ninth Valentine's Day that the Hubster and have spent together. The first one, back when everything was new and uncertain and scary and exciting, we were both poor students. I was sharing a flat with three other girls at the time, but somehow I ended up with the flat to myself and we decided to splash out on a Chinese carry-out (our habit...
'Twitter' fine art photograph, currently 20% off, from irenesuchocki on etsy First, it connected me with the lovely Julie. Julie is a wife and mother to young kids, and she is currently going through the joys of chemo. I didn't know it when Breast Cancer Care tweeted about her blog, but she actually knows my parents and had been chatting with my mum in the chemo ward not...
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