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Nov. 9th, 2011 06:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolI AM NOT DEAD for those of who concerned that I had been done in by Blackpool or alternatively ritually murdered by Richie's mum. In fact the weekend went as well as such things can, and the good thing about people coming to stay is that I get to see the touristy things in Southport. I assumed the stuff about the tea room where the waitresses wear Victorian costumes was a rumour but apparently not. Blackpool was bloody awful, mind you, but I probably should have realised this earlier.
I am painfully knackered and desperate for a proper lie-in without having to get up and make other people coffee and stuff. This is why I'm going on a work night out on Friday and then staying at my mum's to deal with the hangover. Obviously. Other than that things have been fairly quiet in my life, with highlights basically being 'watching the telly' and 'sleeping'. Now that Downton Abbey has broken my heart by finally jumping the shark and having the only naked character be Mr Bates, I'm going to stick with terrible reality TV and Frozen Planet, as I feel the two make a pleasing balance. Frozen Planet is particularly brilliant, treating me to both baby penguins and narhwals. I am easily pleased like this.
I am also having a minor wedding freak out because I'm not having a wedding freak out. All planning is going swimmingly. It's not for four months and we've even managed to get Dad fitted up for a suit, which I don't think has happened since 1985. I even managed to find a pair of low green suede heels for wedding shoes at less than £20, from Marks and Spencers of all places. I sense I am falling towards impending doom, but perhaps not. ORGANISATION, I HAS IT. Maybe.
I am painfully knackered and desperate for a proper lie-in without having to get up and make other people coffee and stuff. This is why I'm going on a work night out on Friday and then staying at my mum's to deal with the hangover. Obviously. Other than that things have been fairly quiet in my life, with highlights basically being 'watching the telly' and 'sleeping'. Now that Downton Abbey has broken my heart by finally jumping the shark and having the only naked character be Mr Bates, I'm going to stick with terrible reality TV and Frozen Planet, as I feel the two make a pleasing balance. Frozen Planet is particularly brilliant, treating me to both baby penguins and narhwals. I am easily pleased like this.
I am also having a minor wedding freak out because I'm not having a wedding freak out. All planning is going swimmingly. It's not for four months and we've even managed to get Dad fitted up for a suit, which I don't think has happened since 1985. I even managed to find a pair of low green suede heels for wedding shoes at less than £20, from Marks and Spencers of all places. I sense I am falling towards impending doom, but perhaps not. ORGANISATION, I HAS IT. Maybe.
