Cakes and Gigs

Little blog break turned into big blogging break, it seems! I'm still here though, though if by "here" you mean in Manchester, I'm leaving the cold and rain for almost a month starting tomorrow!

We've still been trying to organise as much as we can from here so we don't run around like headless chickens when we get to Portugal. I have the contact of a wedding cake-er (I know, but its funnier to call them that), and spent some enjoyable hours ooh-ing, aaah-ing and blaaargh-ing to pictures of cakes a couple of days ago (even Mr. Cisco joined in the fun) and we now have a pretty good idea of what we want.

I've also designed the invitations (we'll still have to see if they'll turn out cheaper than getting them from that fantastic place I had mentioned before), but because (at least in Portugal) those who pay are the ones who invite, our parents' names are on the invites. Now, Mother never reverted back to her maiden name when she divorced Father, which means that when I sent the invitation to Father he pretty much went white, since my Stepmother is also Mrs. Paulino de Noronha now. Good grief. This will be..difficult. Wish me luck!

Had a really fun night out yesterday - it was too long since we had been to a proper old-fashioned gig. We went with our lovely downstairs neighbours, the fantastic people who look after Crowley when we're not here - my plants always do a Jack-and-the-beanstalk thing with Lisa taking care of them, and the cat wobbles to greet us when we're away for 3 weeks! It was a lot of fun just being out of the house, talking and drinking beer and listening to good music.

Which means, of course, that the last thing I feel like doing today is packing the bags and cleaning the flat and getting everything ready for tomorrow.

Dang.

Comments

[carolyn]

Have a wonderful Christmas and a wonderful time in Portugal, let me know when you return.

[Jonathan]

So hi there. (He says sheepishly)

You left a comment on my livejournal so many months ago. (Like, September ^^;) and since looking back in a fit of nostalgia, I feel really rather terrible for ignoring you. So this comment is something of an apology to you for the rudeness.

I don't have that much to say, beyond a slightly embarrassed admission I don't read OotS nearly as much as I should and to wish you both a Happy Christmas and a wonderful new year and also to wish you and your fiancee good luck and good health in your marriage.