Monday thought...

'If you want to sacrifice the admiration of many men for the criticism of one, go ahead, get married' ~ Katharine Hepburn

I've been having a browse on the Internet for some more quotes about marriage to celebrate our friend's wedding on Thursday. However, I've been totally shocked by the number of negative quotes that surround matrimony. It's made me very thoughtful indeed. Anyone who knows me knows that my two ambitions in life are to be a fantastic wife and mother. Simply because I think they are the most important jobs in the world. And I can't wait for both to happen. And fingers crossed I won't have too much longer to wait. But then again, I realise that my views and ambitions seem rather out of date with what is considered fashionable and socially acceptable these days. I have no desire for a high powered 'career', I have no desire for Stu to have to come home from work and then use the washing machine, iron his own shirts etc. I do that for him. That's my job. That's what I WANT to do... Perhaps if people had a more positive approach to marriage in the first place, they would be more successful in it? So many people seem to give up so quickly on their marriages these days - what happened to the days of making a relationship work? Understanding that everything has its ups and downs but as long as *overall* the ups outweigh the downs then all is ok? Perhaps Stu and I are different. We've been together 6 years, lived together for 5 of those. We've only spent 3 nights in those 5 years apart from each other - 1 because my father was in intensive care in hospital in London and I needed to be there, 1 because Stu was away for work and the final night we were on our friends hen and stag parties. I adore him. He drives me INSANE with frustration sometimes but, I adore him. Not only do we live together as 'partners' (heavens I hate that word) but he is my best friend. Cliche I'm sure but he is - I always turn to him first. He gives me the space to be myself whilst constantly encouraging me to grow. He is quite simply the most amazing man I've ever met. Other than my Dad, obviously... But he's amazing in a different way. Perhaps as a society we should spend less time thinking about *getting* married and more time about *being* married... Thought provoking...

Mad, mad weekend

Ah such a mad, busy, lovely weekend. Don't think my feet have touched the floor... Friday night we went to Newmarket Races with my parents and family friends to watch the racing and then see Simply Red (one of my favourite bands), Saturday was spent with friends and last night we went to see the Last Night of the Proms at Audley End - thoroughly wonderful. Lots of flag flying, singing etc. Wonderful times - just wish I'd taken my camera as the spitfire fly pass was truly breathtaking...

Good times...

Saturday Thought...

'A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person' ~ Mignon McLaughlin

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Dear friends of ours are getting married on Thursday. Anyone who knows me knows that marriage is never far from my mind as I desperately want to marry Stu too but as of yet he's not asked (don't want to rush anything, we've only been together 6 years...!). For now though my thoughts are on H and D and their big day on Thursday... x

We're going to the seaside...

As I mentioned in my last post, Stu and I spent a couple of days in Cornwall last week and it was glorious... Absolutely beautiful and it confuses the life out of me why folk want to go abroad when we have such a dramatic and beautiful coastline here. Stu went for business purposes; he's recently formed a new company with my father that make articulated trucks and had to visit a customer on their landfill site. So, as he was going to have to travel all that way anyway, I decided to go too and we stayed overnight. We would have tried to stay for a little longer but Stu had to fly to France on the Friday... It was lovely even though it was rather short.

First stop was Padstow...

Then Stu went for his meeting... I decided not to take any pictures of the landfill site for some strange reason...

However, when he's finished we drove down the coast to St Ives and went for a walk along Porthminster Beach before having a cream tea at the Porthminster Cafe which is the white building you can see to the right of the beach. It was lovely although I did email them when I returned as they served French jam which I felt was ridiculous, especially when I saw the statement on their website about minimising food miles... Anyway...

On the way home, we stopped off at another beach and I can't remember for the life of me its name but it had to most wonderful rock pools!

And as you can see from this picture - we were both thoroughly enjoying ourselves...