Wedding rings...

This weekend was the first weekend where neither of us was working, which was and is wonderful. Yesterday we were shattered so we just flopped on the sofa looking out of the window at a heavily-bruised sky, with the heating turned up and barely enough energy to get up and boil a kettle. Today I woke up feeling like I had slept properly for the first time in weeks. I cooked bacon and eggs for us, whilst J got the Sunday papers, and then we went to Hatton Gardens where we bought our wedding rings. White gold, the pair of them, to match my engagement ring, and my slim wedding band has eight brilliant diamonds set in it so it sparkles. I adore it, I wish I was married already so I could wear it right now.

Afterwards we had an insanely expensive G&T in a Holburn hotel and then I bought J his present (as he bought me the bling ring) - an X box 360 which he has been pining for. I bought him an X box two Christmases ago, and it is already obsolete, cheers, Microsoft swines. (I can't believe they are charging nearly £500 for the latest gadget, the new Playstation 3, it is bonkers.) Got some DVDs in the sale too, including Pan's Labyrinth which is my top film of 2006, and the other two by the same director, Guillermo del Toro, The Devil's Backbone and Cronos. Also Kiss Kiss Bang Bang, The Queen, Elizabeth 1, Memories of a Geisha, Bettie Page, and old favourites Blues Brothers and Airplane.

So that's the next few Friday nights in sorted. Home cooked dinner and a movie, my favourite start to the weekend. I used to go hell for leather on a Friday with cocktails and high heels and shrieking, but I no longer have the liver and the energy and recovery power of a twenty-five year old. And I have got to the stage in life where if I go to a bar I like to be able to sit down and hear myself think. (Soon enough I'll be after a nice cup of tea from a flask and a blanket over my knees having been driven to a nice view, but not yet. )

J and Miff are looking excited in the sitting room together, surrounded by boxes and packaging, Miff is crawling in and out of the boxes and plastic bags which is her favourite thing ever, apaprt from eating. It's twenty past six, and it's still light, and I am feeling extremely happy. I'm so looking forward to being a bride, and afterwards, being J's wife. My first wedding dress fitting is on Wednesday night: I designed the dress myself with a lady in Enfield who specialises in beautiful corsetry and wedding dresses. It's going to be gorgeous. I can't decide whether to wear a veil, or flowers in my hair. I think I will buy red shoes for my wedding day, and dance like the girl in the fairy tale, only she couldn't stop...

There's a time for wild dancing and a time for sitting down and dreaming about when you will next dance again. I feel like I have sat and dreamed and hoped too long. But now I can hear the music re-starting...

At last. It's finally happening. Winter is over, welcome happiness, welcome new life, welcome, welcome joyful Spring.

Blessings.