Hopefully we can say with some confidence that we will have another weekend like the one we just had. Glorious weather and sunburn abound.
In my defence I was outside for less than an hour reading a book. But it’s not the worst sunburn I have ever had.
It was a lovely weekend in the sun surrounded by friends and lots of food. Lots of BBQ as well. Puppy had a lovely time enjoying the paddling pool that we dug out for her. She spent most of the time digging in the water and drinking it.
She had destroyed her cone of shame and it was time to take it off already so that went in the bin. I think she enjoyed being outside for the the whole weekend, there was only one incident of rolling in cow poo!
Looks to be pleasant enough weather in York for next week but some rain, too. The high temperature while it’s raining will annoy me though. Won’t know what to wear! Too hot for a coat but raining so I’ll get soaked.
Woe is me.
Looking forward to going home just so I can not be here. As is always the way the week before the holiday is the toughest week. We head up to The Farm on Friday night (Friday afternoon if I can get my own way) and then we fly out of Dublin airport on the Saturday afternoon. Makes for a nice relaxing trip actually, as we drive over from Manchester to York in the late afternoon and not in the mad rush hour as we have done before.
Just have to keep thinking about the holiday on Friday. Just get to Friday.
And why my fiancé will too.
For me it’s down to the fact that it’s full of bad ideas as well as good. Sometimes it will point you in the direction of pure gold, in the form of a check list or printable. But sometimes it just shows you really bad cake ideas, appalling ideas for photography and bible quotes because “your marriage is for God and not for you”. I’m going to create a pinboard called “Anti-Wedding Ideas” and use Pinterest as an anti-wedding planning tool.
For Jonathan it’s because every few minutes I’m telling him about yet another crappy idea on Pinterest and the poor guy seems to think that all I’m finding are bad ideas. So he probably expects this wedding to be all burlap table runners, mason jar drinks, blackboard signs, 50 bridesmaids and 50 groomsmen, crappy dance routines and camouflage paint wedding cakes.
So when it comes to the nuts-and-bolts of the wedding I think I’ll do the good old fashioned wedding magazines.
As for the planning side of things we are doing well. Lots of location ideas and more importantly we know what we want and what we don’t want. The next thing off the list? Hotel wedding.
After the last post I was hospitalised as a result of my migraines. I had two weeks off work, and now I can’t drink tea, coffee or fizzy drinks (mainly due to artificial sugars and caffeine). I now have no dairy at all and only eat chocolate in really small amounts. AFter coming back from sick leave, I was then presented with two of the toughest months in work. Keeping other things in mind as well means I am now going grey.
I’m not the first person to ever go grey and I’m not the youngest person to go grey. It’s still strange to see it happen. I only hope that I have inherited my mother’s hair and I’ll have gorgeous silver locks by the end of the year. The issue is the bit in between, I have dark brown hair and grey sticks out. As much as I don’t want to dye my hair because I’m going grey, I need to dye my hair so it doesn’t look daft. I can work with colours that sit in the brown spectrum, maybe a lighter ash colour might work.
“I had noticed, but didn’t want to say anything.” Thanks partner of mine, lover of three years. Because that was super helpful of you.
So it looks like I have some idea about what I’m going to do about my hair for the wedding next week. Dye it.