Boyfriend and Band played a gig last night and since I didn't go to the one last week I had to go to this one. It may sound as if I didn't want to go but I did and it was really good fun and I enjoyed it. Not getting home until midnight when you're as old as I am has it's disadvantages. One major disadvantage is that it'll leave you horribly tired for the next day and I've realised that I might as well get shitfaced as I've suffered all day and that's without drinking.
So what's the point of trying to "take it easy" as it's "work tomorrow"? None whatsoever. Never mind the Diet Coke - just gimme a bottle of your cheapest scotch... and no ice (don't want to dilute it).
Am excited about moving though. The guy who wants our flat is keen to buy/move in by the end of this month so we're packing and planning. Luckily we've got a place to stay at until we can move into our home.
"Our" home. It's a nice thing to say and feel. I've dreamt of this for so long and cannot wait until Boyfriend and I get to settle properly in a place we have picked. It may not sound like a big deal but it is and it's the start of the next phase of our life together.
Sickly sweet? Yes, but it doesn't make it any less true. I am over 30 and life doesn't wait for me. I've got to grab hold of it.
Wednesday, 16 September 2009
Sunday, 13 September 2009
Thursday, 3 September 2009
These Boos Are Made For Walking...
I just watched "Kinky Boots"on DVD, a film I've wanted to see for a very long time. It was really nice and sweet. It's quite an obvious film, if you want massive surprises and twists then this is not the film for you. It's about a struggling shoe factory and their only chance of survival is to change niche - from men's shoes to men's shoes but with a transvestite/drag queen tint to it.
I laughed out loud and realised that I'd love to be able to make my own shoes. Or just shoes, for that matter... Cool huh? It'll have to be in another life. Too busy [lazy] in this one. But it would have been fun.
Oh, I've realised one more itsy bitsy good thing about the UK. No "Surstromming". Don't tell Boyfriend though, he's keeping a score on things I prefer here that to Sweden. I think we may be on 5 items now so good ol' motherland is still winning by about a trillion points...
I laughed out loud and realised that I'd love to be able to make my own shoes. Or just shoes, for that matter... Cool huh? It'll have to be in another life. Too busy [lazy] in this one. But it would have been fun.
Oh, I've realised one more itsy bitsy good thing about the UK. No "Surstromming". Don't tell Boyfriend though, he's keeping a score on things I prefer here that to Sweden. I think we may be on 5 items now so good ol' motherland is still winning by about a trillion points...
Wednesday, 2 September 2009
Back Home Again
The 3 day wedding weekend has come and passed. God, it was so much fun it's almost unbelievable but tiring. Early mornings and late nights. Friday's Mehendi & Sangeet Night (henna and music) was good fun and I got my right hand -back and front- decorated with henna. It's lovely and still on as it can last up to 3 weeks if your careful and not soak hands in water etc. The bride was amazingly beautiful in a golden dress (lehenga choli) completely decorated with beads and pearls - and very heavy too.
Saturday morning we had to get up early-ish as it was civil service (the Hindu ceremony is not recognised by English Law). Again, the bride was dressed impeccably in Salwar Kameez (trousers and long 'tunic'. Groom was in nice suit. So they were really married after Saturday morning but still not, if you know what I mean.
Saturday night was an easy evening where a bunch of the Uni friends and partners went out for a meal and afterwards we had a few games in one of the Arcades. Boyfriend and I played Basketball game and I, of course, won. Ha ha ha! I also did one of the dance mat things and hopped along to Cotton Eyed Joe - not my choice- with 2 other girls, A & Dee. I sucked at the air hockey game and Boyfriend won comfortably.
Sunday morning was yet another early rise as the wedding ceremony was to take place at the hotel. As we were guess of the Groom, we met up where Groom got up on a horse (decorated) and then there was dancing by Bollywood Dreams (Bollywood dancers) and as Groom rode up to the hotel we all (yes, all of us) danced along the street where we were greeted by the Bride's family.
We then took place at the room where the ceremony was to take place and instead of the 5 hour ritual we sat through a really nice shortened version of 1 hour where the Hindu Priest explained as the ceremony went along. The Bride came in wearing an amazing bridal gown in red and gold, again fully beaded and decorated and probably loads heavier than Friday's dress. After the ceremony we were invited to a brunch with loads of Indian food which was lovely and very, very spicy. I wore a Lehenga Choli from India (Internet is great) and Boyfriend also wore an Indian outfit. He looked great.
Saturday afternoon was spent for leisure and we went to the Beach to play cricket and the boys played a bit of American Football. It was great fun and nice to be on the beach and feel the sand beneath my feet.
And then it was the Wedding Reception where I wore a black pencil skirt and a coral top from Coast. Nice and actually flattering despite my sizeable arse. The evening was brilliant and again the Bride had a fantastic dress, this time in silver. She did say, however, that it was getting a bit uncomfortable wearing such heavy dresses. Fantastic atmosphere though and the food was brilliant. It was a buffet [on each table] of Indian buffet and some of the dishes were spicier than I have ever tasted before. One dish in particular was so spicy I wanted to cry. It was nice though so I had to have another bite of it and another....
And after some more dancing by Bollywood Dreams (gorgeous girls) the evening was basically over and though it was great fun it was nice to go home at midnight and hop into bed. A full weekend of stuff to do and people to meet was awesome and I'd do it again in a heartbeat but it was very tiring. I was terrified of committing some horrible faux pas in front of all the Bride's family as some had travelled all the way from India and as much as I'd like to think I am aware of other cultures, there's always those little things that can be really embarrassing. But I don't think I did something that was very offensive, I gave Boyfriend a peck on the mouth and you don't really show affection openly in Indian culture but there was a couple who had a proper tonsil-hockey game on Friday's party so our tiny kiss was practically modest in comparison.
Am back in Sheffers now though and have a ton of laundry to do. Ta ta!
Saturday morning we had to get up early-ish as it was civil service (the Hindu ceremony is not recognised by English Law). Again, the bride was dressed impeccably in Salwar Kameez (trousers and long 'tunic'. Groom was in nice suit. So they were really married after Saturday morning but still not, if you know what I mean.
Saturday night was an easy evening where a bunch of the Uni friends and partners went out for a meal and afterwards we had a few games in one of the Arcades. Boyfriend and I played Basketball game and I, of course, won. Ha ha ha! I also did one of the dance mat things and hopped along to Cotton Eyed Joe - not my choice- with 2 other girls, A & Dee. I sucked at the air hockey game and Boyfriend won comfortably.
Sunday morning was yet another early rise as the wedding ceremony was to take place at the hotel. As we were guess of the Groom, we met up where Groom got up on a horse (decorated) and then there was dancing by Bollywood Dreams (Bollywood dancers) and as Groom rode up to the hotel we all (yes, all of us) danced along the street where we were greeted by the Bride's family.
We then took place at the room where the ceremony was to take place and instead of the 5 hour ritual we sat through a really nice shortened version of 1 hour where the Hindu Priest explained as the ceremony went along. The Bride came in wearing an amazing bridal gown in red and gold, again fully beaded and decorated and probably loads heavier than Friday's dress. After the ceremony we were invited to a brunch with loads of Indian food which was lovely and very, very spicy. I wore a Lehenga Choli from India (Internet is great) and Boyfriend also wore an Indian outfit. He looked great.
Saturday afternoon was spent for leisure and we went to the Beach to play cricket and the boys played a bit of American Football. It was great fun and nice to be on the beach and feel the sand beneath my feet.
And then it was the Wedding Reception where I wore a black pencil skirt and a coral top from Coast. Nice and actually flattering despite my sizeable arse. The evening was brilliant and again the Bride had a fantastic dress, this time in silver. She did say, however, that it was getting a bit uncomfortable wearing such heavy dresses. Fantastic atmosphere though and the food was brilliant. It was a buffet [on each table] of Indian buffet and some of the dishes were spicier than I have ever tasted before. One dish in particular was so spicy I wanted to cry. It was nice though so I had to have another bite of it and another....
And after some more dancing by Bollywood Dreams (gorgeous girls) the evening was basically over and though it was great fun it was nice to go home at midnight and hop into bed. A full weekend of stuff to do and people to meet was awesome and I'd do it again in a heartbeat but it was very tiring. I was terrified of committing some horrible faux pas in front of all the Bride's family as some had travelled all the way from India and as much as I'd like to think I am aware of other cultures, there's always those little things that can be really embarrassing. But I don't think I did something that was very offensive, I gave Boyfriend a peck on the mouth and you don't really show affection openly in Indian culture but there was a couple who had a proper tonsil-hockey game on Friday's party so our tiny kiss was practically modest in comparison.
Am back in Sheffers now though and have a ton of laundry to do. Ta ta!
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