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NotJustAHatStand

People say life is the thing, but I prefer reading*
 

The Good Thing About Being Busy...

...is that it provides plenty of material for your blog.

I barely stopped all weekend, apart from Saturday night when I sat on my sofa in my jammies with a curry, watching The Queen on DVD.
On Friday night, the Boy and I went to visit my granny to wish her a happy 80th birthday. My grandad, who normally lives in a care home, was spending the day at my granny's house so it was nice to see them both together. My grandad suffers from dementia, so he can be quite hard work sometimes, but at other times, he's just like his old self. His sense of humour has always been razor sharp and this is one thing that hasn't been affected by his illness. As we were leaving, my uncle was taking my grandad into the lift and I said we'd take the stairs. Quick as a flash, my grandad retorted 'make sure you put them back'. It's moments like that you see that he's still the same man. He may ask you five times in the space of an hour what your name is again, but he still has a wicked sense of humour.

On Sunday we went to my cousin's daughter's (does that make her my second cousin?) christening. I've only ever been to a couple of christenings, so I don't really know the etiquette, but I don't know if the minister tipping holy water into the font from an Evian bottle is normal? Apparently he'd consecrated the font and hadn't noticed that there was no water in it - cue lots of rooting around in cupboards to find holy water with which to christen the baby. At least it was Evian, and not Tesco's own I suppose.

After the christening I took the opportunity to speak to my uncle to ask if he would give me away at my wedding (did I mention I was getting married this year?). I never thought I would have to ask someone to do this - of course I always assumed it would be my dad walking me up the aisle - and it was odd having to ask my uncle. When the Boy proposed, one of the first things I thought about (once I'd gotten over the shock, natch), was who would give me away. My dad's brother was the obvious choice for me - he doesn't have any kids of his own, and I think he'll be good at keeping me calm on the day. He's a fireman, so he's good in a crisis. It might be a bit weird because my uncle is my dad's double, but it was always going to be weird whoever was giving me away. Anyway, I'm glad I've asked him now, as it's the one thing on my To Do list that I've been dreading.

Oh, and he agreed by the way, so the bridal party is complete. Well, as complete as it will ever be, with the two great gaping holes left by both of our fathers.

So after all that, I was so tired this morning that I couldn't drag my sorry arse out of bed to go to the gym (#boo, hiss#). I did feel a tiny bit guilty about it, especially when the Boy ignored my attempts to persuade him not to go, but then I snuggled back into my pillow and felt a bit better.

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At 30.4.07, Blogger Drama Queen said...

Oh I hate when we can't corrupt our other halves, if only to make ourselves feel better. B is like that with French homework. . .

Well done on asking your Uncle. I bet he was very flattered?    



At 30.4.07, Blogger Cat said...

I have the same situation - if (please God) I ever get married then there's no-one to give me away. I don't have an uncle I'm close to - my dad's brother lives in South Africa and I've only met him once - so I suppose it would come down to my brother. Maybe my mum could do it instead?    



At 30.4.07, Blogger Teeny said...

Queenie - yes he is annoyingly determined when it comes to the gym. I'm much more fickle! I do plan to go tomorrow though. And my uncle was flattered I think - he said he'd be honoured, so I suppose that's a good sign.

Cat - I thought about asking my mum but I don't think she'll be in any kind of state to do it! I'm sure your brother would be delighted. If not you could always ask a close friend?    



At 30.4.07, Blogger Drama Queen said...

Same for me, no father to ask and no mother to step in. I hope my Grand dad will be around for it. . .not sure I would trust my wee bro enough to not trip me up, just for a laugh. . .    



At 30.4.07, Blogger Lucyp said...

You watched the Queen on DVD? I always managed to avoid that because as good as Helen Mirren is, it just doesn't grab me. Am i wrong?    



At 30.4.07, Blogger phoenix said...

I bet your Uncle was chuffed to bits I think that's lovely! Make sure the gym thing hasn't lost it's sparkle already,once the habit's broken and all that becomes soooo much easier to stay in bed ;-)    



At 1.5.07, Blogger Brom said...

So there I was ambling through the linking bits while munching upon a sarnie when I chanced upon your refreshingly adorned blog.

And a cool taste in music to boot.    



At 1.5.07, Blogger petifilou said...

Good you got that one sorted. At least you have one less thing to worry about now!

My friend's mum gave her away. It was cool!

I too haven't been back at the running. I was intending to go tonight, but work and then hunger got in the way...    



At 1.5.07, Blogger Teeny said...

Queenie - yes I can imagine your bro thinking that would be funny! But he wouldn't, I'm sure of it.

Lucyp - I've never been a huge Helen Mirren fan (it's not that I don't like her, just not fussed either way) but I enjoyed The Queen. I was surprised that I started feeling a bit sorry for her by the end! And she had her mannerisms etc down to a tee. I'd recommend it.

Phoenix - I did lose a bit of motivation at the beginning of the week, but just due to being busy and knackered I think (I hope!). Planning an early night tonight, and a good workout tomorrow... We shall see ;o]

Brom - Hello, thanks for visiting! I had been thinking of redecorating the place, but I think I might hold off for a bit now!

Petifilous - I would've quite liked my mammy to do it, but she'd be more nervous than me! I understand you giving running a miss - it's hard to concentrate when your stomach is telling you to go home and eat!    



At 2.5.07, Blogger Princess Extraordinaire said...

That is wonderful that your Uncle is giving you away and congrats on getting married!    



At 3.5.07, Blogger Stacey said...

Congrats on talking to the uncle about giving you away. I'm sure he was honored. I really admire yours and the boy's strength, going into the wedding planning with the loss of your dads weighing heavily on you. I think (from the little I've read) that you both handled things splendidly. :)    



At 3.5.07, Blogger Pink Drama said...

i imagine it's sort of sad and happy and the same time when your grandad whips out a whitty comment. makes you smile and tear up at the same time.

came to ya via drama queen via mutley via beast via first natiions. damn, that was a lot of vias.    



At 3.5.07, Blogger londongirl said...

How about agreeing to meet a friend at the gym? Easier not to get carried away by the idea of an extra half an hour in bed.

Yay re uncle    



At 3.5.07, Blogger Teeny said...

Princess - Thanks and welcome!

Stacey - Thanks also. It's actually good (for us and probably our mums to a greater extent) to have something positive to focus on. Just gotta get on with things!

Pink Drama - Hello to you too! It is nice to see flashes of my grandad's humour but you're right, it also kind of highlights how much he's changed.

London Girl - That would help I think, but none of my friends are members there. Boo. Thinking of the bingo wings in my wedding photos gives me the kick up the jacksie that I need. Sometimes. Bah!    



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