Well it’s been a while, people, I’ve been busy neglecting the internet for real life, a very bad habit and one which only leads to trouble. But on the upside I have all kinds of news; none of it remotely interesting, admitedly, but all of which I’ll impose on you anyway!
Wedding Day news: we finished our paperwork and despite the best efforts of the Church bureaucracy, we have both been declared fit to be wed and so after Christmas we’ll meet up with the Officiating priest (aka the Solemnizer, according to the new registrar laws for marriages) and finalise the ceremony. Mr BB ordered his wedding ring; it’s being made for us by a jeweller who specializes in wedding rings for men. Sadly none of the designs he offered for women suited be so it’d back to Appleby’s next week and we’ll organize that. That leaves a lot of small things to be organized but January will see things like wedding dress fittings and suits for the groomsmen come around so we’re going to be flat out for the first 6 weeks or so of 2008.
And we have no honeymoon yet but we do have plans, lovely plans. So far we’re thnking of a hotel outside Pisa for a few nights, followed by a villa in the middle of rural Tuscany, then a week on the Amalfi coast with two nights in Rome on the way home. Our travel agent complained we were being too boring with our original plan so we vamped it up a bit (she knows us too well.)
And in scary news…met the ex flatmate, Ms Narky Knickers yesterday,
She crept up behind me in the local shopping centre, whither I had repaired with my aged mother to purchase Christmassy tat in the local newsagents (wonderful place). She crept up behind me on the excalator and rubbed the back of my shoulder blade. I jumped about two feet in the air, shouted “Jaysus Christ!,” turned round, saw who it was…and turned back around again shouting “Jaysus christ“
I couldn’t even be civil to her, in fact I can honestly say I was ruder to her than to any other human being in my life. I was deliberately rude, and snubbed her in the full knowledge of being rude. This is so far out of character for me; usually I’d be nice and polite to the person who minutes before tried to poison me and then beat myself up afterwards for being such a doormat. But this time I had enough.
When we lived together, I paid every bill in the house and collected the money afterwards, often waiting months because she was short and never once complained. When she went to move out, she contacted the landlord and told him she wanted to deal directly with him because she was afraid I would cheat her or not pass money onto him.!
Luckily he knew me and was raging; and even then I was nice to the bitch, put up with her moods, and covered her rent for her in liue of her deposit to help her out. And she paid me back by being rude to Mr BB’s 76 year old father.
In the split second between her fawning at me and me realizing it was Narky the twenty eight year old bitch, something snapped and I thought quite clearly, no. No way am I being polite to this ignorant little cow. So I was rude, and it was strangely liberating but not something I’ll make a habit of, because it would take someone as appalling as her to make me react like that. Gods she was a nightmare to live with! and now I never have to be polite to her again yay! (well in fairness she’ll never say hello to me again lol)
We have most of our shopping done for Christmas which is excellent considering how mad it’s been around here this last month. A few people left to buy for but nothing we can’t get done comfortably. Tonight I shall start wrapping and labelling presents and writing cards…possibly the most organized I’ve ever been lol!
