getting ready to go to Tuscany, hence no updates.

All the shopping is done, as of today.  We both have clothes and various other bits and pieces.

Tomorrow I have a doctor’s appointment and then my appointment for nails and eyebrows.

Finally we’ll pack and then we leave OMG!Early Wednesday morning.  We return on Sunday.

So this might be the last update for a bit, as I scamble around getting things done.  When this is over I may need a holiday from my holiday!

Belfast, where I curently am…16 c with torrential rain.

Tuscany, where I will be in 4 days…33 c with partly cloudy skies and a light breeze.

Which place would you rather be at?

Yeah, me too…

Dooce said it better than I ever could.

In other news, this is what Simon gave me for our anniversary. And also this.

In return, I gave him this.

And tonight we are going out to dinner here.

I arrived at Belfast City Hall, Matron of Honour, Becky and Bridesmaid, Anna in tow.

Waiting for me, was Simon and his best man, his father, Tom.

My father, Bill, then walked me down the aisle.

And I became Mrs Simon Fraser.

Happy Anniversary, my love. Here’s to the 44444444 more years to come. I love you.

So I haven’t been saying much.

Check back tomorrow.  Big news.  Really.

Yesterday my brother had to put his cat, Bullwinkle, to sleep.

Bullwinkle was old.  22, actually.  And he was ill.  On lots of meds.  It was time to let him go.

Bully was the the most dignified cat I have ever met.  I always imagined him in a little smoking jacket, carrying a pipe, as he always seemed to be thinking deep thoughts.

He used to sit next to my sister in law when she nursed her babies, and little baby toes would push into his soft fur.  He never minded.  Never minded little hands either (well, once, but the baby was teasing the heck out him, you would have scratched as well!).

The only sound of distress he would make, when little fingers or toes bothered him, was a great HURMPH of a sigh.  As if he was suffering the greatest indignity a cat could suffer, but that it was more or less okay since it was a member of his family putting him through it.

He was black and white and liked to have the top of his head scratched.

He was a grand old gentleman cat, and he will be greatly missed by all who knew him.

RIP Bullwinkle.  Give Rocky our love when you see her on the Rainbow Bridge.  At least the two of you can play together again.

Another rainy Sunday here in Belfast.  Slept badly so went back to sleep once Simon got up.  Now working up the motivation to do some tidying.

So…Sarah Palin…she’s a woman.  Yup.  She sure is.  But man is she one scary woman to possibly be VP.  Anti-abortion, anti-gay rights, pro-guns.  No national polictical experience.  Personally, I am not impressed.

Would I like a woman in White House? Hell yeah.  Do I want that woman in the White House? Hell no.

And I am appalled by the number of Clinton supporters who hate Obama so much (and I am not sure why, he won, its over, move on) that they would vote for McCain just because he chose a femail VP.  That’s just stupid.  Short sighted.

But based on the chatter around the web, that’s what they are going to do.  They’d rather put up with another 4 years of hell (and that is defiinitely what the US has been through lately) then vote for Obama.  Never mind where he stands on the issues.  Or who his VP is (and I think Biden compliments Obama very well).  Just don’t vote for him cuz you’re pissed she lost.  That’s not the way to pick a new leader of our country.  Its just being stupid and spiteful.  And not what Clinton wants.

She asked all Dems to get behind Obama.  So not only are they being petty, they are ignoring what their leader wants.  Makes me wonder what they would have done if she had been selected as Obama’s running mate.  Still vote for McCain because she wouldn’t be President?

Wake up people.  Its a scary world out there.  And the combination of McCain and Palin will only make it much much scarier.

I am pleased that the windows in our new building have been installed and the people doing the fit out have some of them open to air it out.  Makes it looked like a real building, at last.

I am pleased that I got to have a lovely scone this morning as our CEO and DFA’s morning meeting was cancelled and the staff reaped the rewards.

I am pleased that my boss just lets me do my job.  He never asks what I am doing, just assumes that I am doing what needs to be done.  And he’s right.

I am pleased that the food in our canteen is 10000x better since we got a new chef.  And its semi-healthy!

I am very very pleased that is the weekend.

I was off work the last two days with a fluy tummy thingy.  It was not pleasant.

So back to work today.  Lots to do with Board Meeting next week.  Thank god most of the papers are done.  Should be a doggle to finish them today and tomorrow.

Not much else going on, as usual.  Less than two weeks until my holiday, including the trip to Tuscany for The Wedding!

Hence, no update.  Still feeling like crap.  I have 47 minutes to decide if I am going to make it into work.  I probably will.

Sometimes I wish I didn’t sleep well ever.  I slept great on Friday night and now it makes not sleeping well harder.  Better to never sleep well, I guess.

I am too tired to do anything at the moment.  The whole exercise before work thing isn’t going to happen today.

Maybe tomorrow.