Friday feeling.

Woop woop it's Friday!

I hope everyone has had a good week? It's gone quite quickly for me actually. It has been a nippy one though, it's been trying to snow for a few days now but this morning we finally woke up to a white blanket covering everything. The puppy loved leaping through the piles of it when we went for a walk through the fields this morning and had to be wrapped in a towel when we got back to dry off.

e is for...

Engagement!

(I swear I didn't plan that).

I'm engaged! Well I guess we're engaged because you know, Tom apparently also has to be involved.

We woke up to our disgusting 06.45am alarms as usual on Christmas Eve because we both still had work, to Harvey barking for a wee. Tom went down to let him out and I could hear him rummaging around in the lounge. I was still in bed and the puppy came running upstairs and did his adorable little morning routine of jumping on my head, pulling my hair and biting my face. It was as I was trying to prise my abandoned bedsocks out of his mouth that I noticed a note wrapped around his collar. It said that a christmas elf had been and to come downstairs quick for an early christmas present. We went downstairs and Tom was sat under the tree with a present for me. I probably should have been really suspicious, but it was still only 06.55 by then, and it was quite a big box so I just thought it was going to be something weird and silly. I opened it and there was a huge card inside, I had pointed this one out to him when we were doing last minute christmas shopping the weekend before, pretending to moan why he never got me christmas cards that say 'to my dearest, the love of my life on'. I looked up and he was on one knee and talking to me. I'm not too sure what he was saying but I finally got the jist of what was happening. All that was going through my head was; "But wears the ring? Why is it so damn early? I don't think I looked in the mirror on the way downstairs so he's waited 7 years to do this when I probably have make up under my eyes and my plait is all falling out." But yay! Out loud I obviously said yes!

Yay 2015!

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Happy New Year! 

I know it's super late, but it's January so it still counts.

We moved house mid November and the Sky engineer guy has just installed our internet today. After 8 weeks of me shouting and wailing down the phone to them ("how are we supposed to live like this?!?") it turns out they've been trying to connect the line to the wrong house. Good one Sky. Today's engineer was totally baffled as it has literally been a 5 minute job.

It looks like this year is going to be a busy one for us now. We got engaged on Christmas Eve (eeep!) and this has now forced us to think about plans further ahead than next weeks dinner schedule.

Christmas Wreath Making

    

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas!

I love having plants and greenery in the house, and Christmas is certainly no exception.

Tom questions my vases of "twigs" (dried seedheads!), sprigs of Holly and endless houseplants but in the winter I just NEED themwhen there's nothing in the garden to keep my fingers green!

We both love real Christmas trees, but we've had a fake one for the past couple of years now.

I'm not a huge fan of it but it's big and fluffy and easier then a real one, plus I don't want to have a real one while we're renting. I keep thinking that when we eventually buy our own place and have our first Christmas it'll be much more special with our first real tree as well.

d is for...

Drama drama drama!

The last few weeks have been pretty mad for us.
It feels like everything has been turned upside down and we're just adjusting to how different things are.

Firstly I decided I just couldn't bare to work full time in an office anymore.
There are other things I want to do and I've felt at a standstill because I had no time or energy to try anything else.
I'm lucky enough to be with someone who will support me and wants me to do what will make me happy. To be honest, I don't think he could cope with my moping for much longer either.
So,I walked into work that Monday with my letter of notice in my shaking hands and explained to my boss that I wanted something with less hours. He completely unexpectedly told me he didn't want me to leave and I could reduce my hours if it meant staying! I didn't even think it would be an option, and I really do like where I work so it's the perfect outcome.

c is for...

Let's have the real stuff, from the cafetiere.

It still feels luxurious and indulgent even though we never get it right and it's always too strong and dark.

The smell reminds me of my mum in the mornings and of coffee shops when I'm meant to be doing something else. 

It's bitter and sweet and makes your hands shake and your eyes sharpen as it goes down.

I got up early yesterday to clean the house;

so now the weekend is here, i'm sat at the table with him in our pyjamas and I have a tidy home and two days in front of me wide open.

What are you going to go?

There's pots of paints upstairs, a half knitted blanket on the sofa, a bag of bread flour in the cupboard and plants outside that need potting.

I'll have the last dregs from the pot while I decide.

Gemma
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