Archive for June, 2008

So much to say

But so little time right now. The wedding was amazing, genuinely one of the best nights of my life.

All I really have time to add right now is a reflection on this post, where I mentioned only smiling a lot because it was expected.

On Saturday in Spain it was the other way round. I couldn’t have stopped smiling if I’d tried.

Post-ceremony cocktails

Post-ceremony cocktails


I am the pretty prince of parties

The past few days have been a whirlwind of sunshine, booze, lost people, poorly spoken Spanish and an hour of virtue when I went to a yoga class. Married life seems to be dizzying, in a good way.

On the playing away front, in the first seven days after the registry office I pulled one of my first boyfriends, one of mine/J’s friends, and had an amazing threesome with my husband and a very gorgeous friend of ours.

A good week all round, but I think also evidence of my need to test my wayward lifestyle and make sure it still works within this new framework. Seems to, so far.

Now I’m out in Spain, preparing for the big day and drinking farfarfar too much. Hope I still fit into my dress on Saturday – got in smashed last night and ate four pieces of toast & pate and a doughnut. Am now feeling very sick indeed, and may go back to bed for a while. Adios.

Dazed and confused

J and I are both feeling a little dazed by the weekend’s nuptials. It was a big deal for family, but for us the serious bit will be Spain, but we’re still married now so we’re slightly in limbo.

We both found ourselves grinning a lot on Saturday, not because we were ecstatically happy, but because people expected us to be ecstatically happy. How much of life do we fake just because someone else faked it first? (The emperor is what? Naked, you say?)

It was a nice day, but now I’m just counting down the minutes until Spain. Can’t wait to have some time off, and properly get into wedding girliness.

As per a very sensible request from a very sexy third party


Have been subsumed by wedding stuff lately, and it’s been lots of fun.

Had the hen party last weekend, and have the registry office this weekend – somewhere between the two I turned 28.

Thought I would be more stressed now – real thing only two weeks away – but since I’ve stopped doubting my motives it seems to be plain sailing. Have a list, ticking things off – easy.

Although perhaps I’m a little too relaxed – all the married women I’ve spoken to confidently assured me that I’d lose loads of weight before the wedding, what with all the stress and running around and stuff.

I’ve put on 6lbs so far.

Thoughts from an early morning brand team meeting

When I think about stuff properly, I’m amazed that anything exists at all. What keeps those atoms being carpet? Why do they even keep being red? Why don’t they all just whiz off into space?