Sarge and I sent a few overseas and faraway invitations on Saturday. We went across the street to the post office, with me actually praying that I wouldn’t drop them. We arrived safely at the post office and with each PAR AVION stamp applied; I dug my nails deeper into his shirt. This was not a metaphor for anything. Or a comment on the fact that we are suddenly more engaged now than before. I was just counting. Really hard.…
Today is Gin & Lemonade’s second birthday. My move from Glasgow to Edinburgh is not so recent any more and I no longer have a cat who thinks she’s a dog. I don’t even have a boyfriend, because he’s now my fiance. A few days after I posted my first blog birthday post, I dumped some coffee on Hemingway and he left me. And then he came back. Since then things have gotten weird and more weird. While I’m still…
Wednesday was the start of Edinburgh’s Festival(s) season. Naturally, Sarge and I left town. We loaded my lap up with the box of wedding invitations, balanced my Dad’s birthday present on top of the box and went down-hill to the train station. Narrowly missing the heels of some tourists along the way. Nipping a tourist is 50 points. (Click here for more on what I think of tourist season, and a little more on how I came to be here.)…
The closest thing I have to a routine these days is clicking through job adverts, and then clicking through Facebook and reading blogs before lunch. All of this is fueled by the zombie-coffee Sarge makes for me before he heads to work. Depending on the mood I’m in/whether it’s a good hair day, he makes me two cups. I finish one and take the other into the bedroom or on the couch to read. Or I break out my green…
Some more maybe not-so-little known facts about me: I have a serious problem with spending money in places that don’t have accessible toilets, or anywhere I have to move furniture to get around. I engage Go Go (or not) Gadget Camel if the place sells books or cheesecake. I’m weak. Current obsessions include: Yankee Candles, escapist books, my father’s incredible shrinking tumour, episodes of Roseanne (before they won the lottery) and wedding blogs. The highlight of my day yesterday was…
