Diary | May the Force be With You
Well, it’s been a pretty busy week – by our standards, at least.
There was the street of light!
There was our celebratory anniversary dinner! Which I didn’t take any photos of at all! Whoops!
There was this photo of Rubin in a coat, to make up for it:
This doesn’t actually have anything to do with the busy week – or with anything AT ALL, really. He did get that bath I was talking about earlier in the week though (my blog has never been more interesting than it is right now, huh?) so I guess it’s sort of relevant? Yeah, OK, it’s just here because it’s cute, ya got me…
There was this tub of jelly beans, from my brother-in-law Niko and family:
I’m pretty sure you’re supposed to keep gifts until Christmas, so lets not even THINK about how much progress I’ve made towards reducing the contents of this tub, seriously. Jelly Beans are one of my weaknesses: it’s like, you tell yourself you’re just going to have a couple, and the next thing you know you’re sitting there shovelling handfuls of them into your mouth and going, “Ooh cotton candy! Watermelon! I hope to God I don’t get a cinnamon one!” Or is that just me? It IS, isn’t it? I bet you’re all perfectly restrained with your Jelly Bean eating, and you just sit there patting your flat stomachs and going, “Ooh, no, I couldn’t possibly!” Well, OK, all the more for me, I guess…
There was the midnight showing of the new Star Wars movie:
A lot of people are surprised when they find out I’m a Star Wars fan, but I was OBSESSED with the movies as a child. Princess Leia was my childhood heroine: I wanted to be her SO BAD, (I still do, actually.) and if there was anyone cooler than Han Solo I could NOT imagine who that would be, so naturally I was really excited to see the new movie. We went to the 00:01 showing on Thursday morning: I can’t actually talk about the movie without spoiling it for anyone who hasn’t seen it yet, so all I’ll say is that it was … emotional. Right from the moment the title sequence starting scrolling up the screen…
The next day, this little box arrived courtesy of Cheerz: well, actually it’s a Big Fat Box, to be totally accurate, and it contains prints of a handful of my Instagram photos, plus some other shots, mostly of Terry and I. Because one or other of us is normally behind the camera, we were talking recently about how few decent photos we have of the two of us together. Well, when I started going through our collection, I soon realised that, actually, we have plenty (most of them are of the “arm-out-selfie” variety, but still…), it’s just that they’re all lost amongst the 1,657,987 other photos on my computer, so I decided to get some of them printed, along with a few other shots I like. I actually can’t remember the last time I got actual prints of my photos, so this is such a nice thing to have, and when we saw how good the quality was, we instantly started making plans to use a few of them in some kind of photo collage somewhere. Watch this space…
(Er, don’t watch the space: knowing us, it’ll be this time next year before we actually get round to that. It’s the thought that counts, though, right?)
Finally, as well as being the 10th anniversary of T-Day, this December also marks Terry’s brother, John’s (he of kidney-donation fame) 40th birthday. John’s birthday is actually on Christmas Eve, but that means it tends to get a bit lost amongst all of the Christmassy-stuff going on then, so last night Terry and I hosted a little party for him at our place, with a whole lot of help from my sister-in-law Lila and her family, who turned up early to help with all of this:
Our nephew, George, made this amazing cake for John:
Isn’t that awesome? (And it tasted amazing, too – trust one who ate a giant slice of it…)
and the rest of the family got this one to mark the 10th anniversary of T-Day:
(Sorry for the grainy photos, by the way: I took these in low light, on my phone!)
We also had a bunch of masks printed so that when John arrived, he was greeted by a bunch of people who all looked like him:
As an added bonus, John will be able to freak people out with these for years to come!
My main contribution for the evening, meanwhile, was drinking this fruity cocktail:
And eating more than my fair share of the jelly sushi platter:
Anyway, it was a really fun night, and a good way to kick off the festive season. The next week is also going to be pretty busy, so I’m not sure I’ll have time to do a roundup next week (try not to cry too hard into your eggnog), but I’ve created a ‘diary’ category for these random life updates I like to write, so I’ll try to pop in when I can with more blurry iPhone photos…