So that was Happy Hallmark Day. Hope you all had a good one free from dissapointment, arguments and Shell garage bouquets. I fared extremely well this year but then again my intended is far away…i’d rather have had him home and no presents.
But however…I got home from a very long week wanting to curl up and die yesterday but hsalf an hour later had a new pair of boots from Office i had been coveting for some time, some posh chocolates and a bottle of Laurent Perrier.
Hmm….new shoes…posh booze and then one of the MYF’s phoned to see what i was up to…’getting merry with you and then going out’ was the response. He he.
I also recieved what should have been a gorgeous bouquet of pink and red long stemmed roses but what turned up was a bouquet of roses with frostbite and the petals falling off. One cross sounding phone call later and the little chap turned up and swapped them for a new set. Fairs fair I thought…..and then after id cut them and stood them in a vase i woke up this morning to find most of the heads had drooped right over and petals were falling already. I know its only flowers but i really wanted to cry. They should have made my flat pretty for a week but i suspect they will be binned on sunday night when i get back from my folks. The irritation.
And finally heres the post i never thought id write. My mother has arranged to take me to a wedding fair on sunday. *in the style of Lindsay Lohan’s mother in Mean Girls* ‘WHO ARE YOU?’ That said i have gone from overwhelmed and confused about this whole wedding business to aquiring ideas and actually starting to enjoy it a bit.