Psychoblog

just spent a fantastic 2 days in brum and now we have finalised the date for our wedding. we went to see the reception place, which is the old rose and crown on the lickey hills. this is one of those places i have passed millions of times before but never entered until now. i’m really pleased we are having it there. the lickeys has played a major part in my childhood and so i have lots of memories from there. it’s also very easy for my friends and family to get to so hopefully they will all come.

we met up with vicar nick too. he is ace. he came to the church to meet us wearing sandals, shorts and a leicester city top (no-one’s perfect). he is just the nicest person i have ever met. genuinely interested in us, our relationship and our lives, and so easy to talk to. not your stereotypical stuffy vicar. he went through the ceremony putting our names into the right places. that was a powerful moment because (like nick said it would) it really brought home what we were doing. i had tears in my eyes (soppy me) and carl said he couldn’t stop grinning. i think this is a good sign.

had a family get together down the social, which went lots better than i thought it might. wasn’t annoyed /too/ much and people are generally giving helpful advice but leaving decisions up to us. just how i like it.

also managed to fit in visits to my best friend and kids and my other good friend and her kids. spent hours chatting about wedding stuff since best friend has just got married and other good friend has set her date for a month before ours. we have arranged one of our girly nights out for next time i come down. really looking forward to it. be just like old times, we always had such a good laugh.

today i’m all sleepy. didn’t get the best night’s sleep last night, due to reading one of stephen king’s short stories before bed (was so scared) and getting something stuck in my eye /again/. this happens quite a lot these days. one eye just seems prone to getting things in it. so today i have a bit of a dicky eye which i’m sure makes me look funny (although carl said it was fine). paranoia strikes (dum-de-de-dum).

lots more stories to read in the stephen king book so prolly lots more sleepless nights. really shouldn’t read books like that, but there is some strange attraction to them. ah well, bridget jones’s diary is next on the shelf and i doubt that will cause any sleep disturbances (but then it does have mr darcy in it).