So, as you can probably tell from the hour, we are at the start of our honeymoon.
Currently I am sitting in heathrow terminal 4, waiting for check in to open. In two hours. Yes, you see in our very eager state we decided to get in our lovely executive taxi at midnight, knowing full well that the journey to heathrow can often take around five hours. Except we forgot to consider one thing... We were leaving at midnight and not at 8am on a Monday morning. Yep, our journey took us exactly three hours and 11 minutes, making us approximately two and a half hours early for check in and nearly six and a half hours early for our actual flight.
No problem, I thought as we pulled up, this is heathrow, they'll be loads to entertain us. And there would be, if anything was open. As it is, there is one cafe Nero open and that is it. And there are only so many pain au chocolat a girl can eat.
So here I sit, surrounded by fellow early birds and a slightly snoring steve who, despite his 6'4" frame, has managed to fall asleep in a single partitioned chair, his biggest worry being if they have the new body scnanners that will allow the guards to 'see his jewels'. He is also sulking with me after I said we would only know if they laughed when we went through.
Ah, marriage hasn't changed us.
So, wish us luck, I will try and up date when we are out ther but I may just be busy being too darn fabulous.
Lots of love xxxx
ps to cocktail or not cocktail on my flight, that is the question x
Saturday 19 March 2011
Friday 11 March 2011
Help!
So yes, in eight days we off on honeymoon, New York and Las Vegas here we come! And I have not even starting looking at what to do and where to go there! Not one bit.
And then there is the big thing I need - restaurant and bar tips! Steve and I love eating out, really love it. We like going for drinks. But we are both very indecisive on these things, we have been known to wander round many a city, browsing menus outside eateries, unable to pick one to go to.
So this is where you step in, can anyone recommend some lovely places to eat and drink in New York (and Vegas, although I'm less worried about there)? We will hopefully be doing a mix of price ranges, from the all out one night to fun pizza bar the next. And don't forget the cocktails!
Any tips or definites would be a massive help!
Loves xxxxx
Obviously there are things we want to do - Top of the Rock, Ellis Island, Empire State Building, Bellagio Fountain, Grand Canyon, Old Vegas etc... but does anyone have any tips of the complete unmissables? You know, the hidden secrets? We are treating this as a 'Once in a Lifetime' trip so I don't want to get back and then go, 'Oh, we should have done XXXXX'.
And then there is the big thing I need - restaurant and bar tips! Steve and I love eating out, really love it. We like going for drinks. But we are both very indecisive on these things, we have been known to wander round many a city, browsing menus outside eateries, unable to pick one to go to.
So this is where you step in, can anyone recommend some lovely places to eat and drink in New York (and Vegas, although I'm less worried about there)? We will hopefully be doing a mix of price ranges, from the all out one night to fun pizza bar the next. And don't forget the cocktails!
Any tips or definites would be a massive help!
Loves xxxxx
Tuesday 8 March 2011
A new kind of weirdness
Hello my lovelies,
How has your Tuesday been? Mine? Well fair to crap but I did do my first, post wedding, dreaded work out and, annoyingly, I feel so much better for it!
Yesterday, I arrived home from work to find an envelope addressed to a name that didn't register immediately. It was a Boots envelope and for a moment I became confused as to who it was meant for.
Why?
It was addressed to a Mrs O Parham.
And then I remembered - that is me!
In this lull betwixst wedding and honeymoon, I did my usual and became very proactive, focusing on one particular project: changing my name.
Now, I am not going to go into an entire debate on the pros and cons of name changing. People feel very strongly about it and I myself was told be people very dear to me that I was 'letting women down', 'allowing a man to own me' and 'showing society that I was inferior'.
You already know my views on feminism. I am a big 'whatever works for you I will support' person. But I did struggle with the name issue.
I had always said that I would always be a Kerridge. It was my name, the one my parents gave to me, the one that belonged to me and no-one else. Why should I change all of that just for a man?
And, when we became engaged I stuck to that, Steve and I spent many a conversation discussing it, the different variations, the hows, the issues surrounding our future children's names if I kept mine etc..
It was only about six months before the wedding that I decided that actually, I wanted this new name. The reasons were many, some I'm even not sure of but it felt right for me. Just for me.
Perhaps it was wanting to create this new family unit - I knew that I would want to have the same name as my lovely offspring, perhaps it was the fact that it is just a name and that deep down, I knew I wasn't losing my identity, perhaps I just became sentimental and soppy in my blissful betrothed bed.
I do know that it was made easier by the fact that Steve didn't mind either way; he made it clear that while he would be proud and happy for me to take his name, it actually didn't matter to him (he did draw the line and choosing a brand new name entirely... alas, I will never be Mrs Darling or Olivia D'Livio).
So the decision was made.
And when I saw it today on that envelope, a whole range of emotions washed over me.
Bizarreness, excitement, feeling incredibly old, happiness, confusion.
And pride. Yep, while I will most definitely be using the lovely Ms most of the time, I can clearly say, this once... very proud to be his Mrs.
How has your Tuesday been? Mine? Well fair to crap but I did do my first, post wedding, dreaded work out and, annoyingly, I feel so much better for it!
Yesterday, I arrived home from work to find an envelope addressed to a name that didn't register immediately. It was a Boots envelope and for a moment I became confused as to who it was meant for.
Why?
It was addressed to a Mrs O Parham.
And then I remembered - that is me!
In this lull betwixst wedding and honeymoon, I did my usual and became very proactive, focusing on one particular project: changing my name.
Now, I am not going to go into an entire debate on the pros and cons of name changing. People feel very strongly about it and I myself was told be people very dear to me that I was 'letting women down', 'allowing a man to own me' and 'showing society that I was inferior'.
You already know my views on feminism. I am a big 'whatever works for you I will support' person. But I did struggle with the name issue.
I had always said that I would always be a Kerridge. It was my name, the one my parents gave to me, the one that belonged to me and no-one else. Why should I change all of that just for a man?
And, when we became engaged I stuck to that, Steve and I spent many a conversation discussing it, the different variations, the hows, the issues surrounding our future children's names if I kept mine etc..
It was only about six months before the wedding that I decided that actually, I wanted this new name. The reasons were many, some I'm even not sure of but it felt right for me. Just for me.
Perhaps it was wanting to create this new family unit - I knew that I would want to have the same name as my lovely offspring, perhaps it was the fact that it is just a name and that deep down, I knew I wasn't losing my identity, perhaps I just became sentimental and soppy in my blissful betrothed bed.
I do know that it was made easier by the fact that Steve didn't mind either way; he made it clear that while he would be proud and happy for me to take his name, it actually didn't matter to him (he did draw the line and choosing a brand new name entirely... alas, I will never be Mrs Darling or Olivia D'Livio).
So the decision was made.
And when I saw it today on that envelope, a whole range of emotions washed over me.
Bizarreness, excitement, feeling incredibly old, happiness, confusion.
And pride. Yep, while I will most definitely be using the lovely Ms most of the time, I can clearly say, this once... very proud to be his Mrs.
Monday 7 March 2011
OP, here we are....
You will get a full, twice weekly wedding write up as soon as I am back from the honeymoon I promise (early April). This will be a big, in detail thing, but not focusing on suppliers and how tos, more on feelings, what worked, what was worth the worry and what wasn't.
Granted, I know you all like the purty pictures (and there will be many, as well as some very tipsy, dancing pictures) but, the things that I most appreciated when planning were all of the extras, the real advice on detail as well as the real feelings involved. Plus, I am a stickler for all the little funny, under the radar moments that happen.
However, as I am hopefully submitting the best day ever to a certain, fabulous wedding blog, you are limited to only a couple of sneak peak pictures.
Enjoy!
Granted, I know you all like the purty pictures (and there will be many, as well as some very tipsy, dancing pictures) but, the things that I most appreciated when planning were all of the extras, the real advice on detail as well as the real feelings involved. Plus, I am a stickler for all the little funny, under the radar moments that happen.
However, as I am hopefully submitting the best day ever to a certain, fabulous wedding blog, you are limited to only a couple of sneak peak pictures.
Enjoy!
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| Courtesy of the lovely Slice of Pie |
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| And just for the lovely Peridot, no plaits but some delicious side pleats! |
Just a quick announcement...
Therefore sentences such as:
'I'm having a biscuit, is that OK?'
'OK, let's go to the zoo!'
and 'I love strawberry jam but raspberry is only OK'
become:
'I'm having a biscuit, is that OP?'
'OP, let's go to the zoo!'
and 'I love strawberry jam but raspberry is only OP' respectfully.
That is all.
Friday 4 March 2011
From my husband of six days....
On Wednesday evening, still suffering from the post wedding blues (seriously, why don't people clap and cheer when I enter the room anymore? Why don't people follow me around telling me how beautiful I am?), Steve and I took ourselves out for dinner to a new little restaurant, situated in a shopping centre (it is a lot nicer than it sounds, I promise, and no, it was not a Burger King).
We enjoyed a lovely dinner, with only a few minor gripes - mainly that I still insist on telling everyone that we just got married, what can I say? I am still basking in the glow of the congratulations I get every time I mention it!
As we were leaving, we passed the new 24 hour gym that has just opened in town. As you may remember, both Steve and I became little exercise bunnies pre wedding and are hoping to continue (but with less panic and sweating ideally).
Steve: I might join the gym I think, it's only £25 a month and better than trying to do squat thrusts in our living room.
Me: OK... I hate gyms.
Steve: Hmmmm, actually, you have to have a full year contract, not a rolling one.
Me: So?
Steve: Well, it's year. I just don't think I'm ready for that kind of commitment....
Yes, this was four days after he pledged to spend his life with me....
We enjoyed a lovely dinner, with only a few minor gripes - mainly that I still insist on telling everyone that we just got married, what can I say? I am still basking in the glow of the congratulations I get every time I mention it!
As we were leaving, we passed the new 24 hour gym that has just opened in town. As you may remember, both Steve and I became little exercise bunnies pre wedding and are hoping to continue (but with less panic and sweating ideally).
Steve: I might join the gym I think, it's only £25 a month and better than trying to do squat thrusts in our living room.
Me: OK... I hate gyms.
Steve: Hmmmm, actually, you have to have a full year contract, not a rolling one.
Me: So?
Steve: Well, it's year. I just don't think I'm ready for that kind of commitment....
Yes, this was four days after he pledged to spend his life with me....
Tuesday 1 March 2011
I got me married
Hello, the new Mrs Parham is signing in!
Today I am mostly very, very tired and a tad teary that it is all over and that I have to go to work tomorrow! Seriously, nothing can prepare you for how rubbish the come down is and how fast the day will go, all I want to do is rewind to last week and then do it all again.
Even more so, I wish that I could experience more of the day, we were so busy trying to see everyone and chat that we missed so many little details like people's reactions when I walked in the room, people crying at the readings, vows and speeches, our dearest friends doing absolutely hilarious things. It would be great if you could go back and just watch from a corner - all your loved ones having the best time!
The best thing about the whole thing was, well, firstly getting married, becoming Steve's wife was by far the best part of my day, saying those vows and meaning those words just went beyond my expectations. Secondly, having everyone there; I got so so emotional having everyone I loved in that room with us and feeling the amount of love and support they were giving us. It is tearing me up right now thinking that all those people came there just for us and that, they will never be all in the same room again - very silly I know.
We simply had the best, most wonderful day.
Pictures coming as soon as I get them and, once I have explored the best way of doing it, I will hopefully do a full account, maybe on a twice a week post - probably a little dull for you lot but a great account for me to keep!
xxxxx
Today I am mostly very, very tired and a tad teary that it is all over and that I have to go to work tomorrow! Seriously, nothing can prepare you for how rubbish the come down is and how fast the day will go, all I want to do is rewind to last week and then do it all again.
Even more so, I wish that I could experience more of the day, we were so busy trying to see everyone and chat that we missed so many little details like people's reactions when I walked in the room, people crying at the readings, vows and speeches, our dearest friends doing absolutely hilarious things. It would be great if you could go back and just watch from a corner - all your loved ones having the best time!
The best thing about the whole thing was, well, firstly getting married, becoming Steve's wife was by far the best part of my day, saying those vows and meaning those words just went beyond my expectations. Secondly, having everyone there; I got so so emotional having everyone I loved in that room with us and feeling the amount of love and support they were giving us. It is tearing me up right now thinking that all those people came there just for us and that, they will never be all in the same room again - very silly I know.
We simply had the best, most wonderful day.
Pictures coming as soon as I get them and, once I have explored the best way of doing it, I will hopefully do a full account, maybe on a twice a week post - probably a little dull for you lot but a great account for me to keep!
xxxxx
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