A jolly time...

So, the weekend is here.  It's probably the one that I've been least looking forward to this year.  Besides being an exceptionally busy one, it also marks 11 years since Jacques and I started our "lives together".  It's a day that is filled with so many happy memories of such a special time, that it's always going to be a little black cloud on my calendar. 
So, it's particularly difficult to be going 2 weddings of friends, one couple good friends, the other not so much.  The first wedding is right near my old home on the farm where Jacques used to work, so it is going to be extremely difficult.  The second wedding is a bit out of the way and I'm just hoping we don't have to pass Miller's Point (the slipway where Jacques died) on our way through to Scarborough.  Unfortunately, I don't really know too many people at the first wedding (lunch time), so I need to try keep myself controlled as best as possible.  It'd be so different if it was my own friends and family who know my circumstances.  But crying at a stranger's wedding is not so cool.  I am quite good at distracting my mind, so hopefully that'll work in my favour tomorrow.

Sadly, I'm also missing Jake do his Junior Argus (10km) tomorrow and I'm feeling quite sad about that.  He is very excited though and I'm sure he will be bursting to be able to show off his newest medal by the end of it all. 

Added to that, I got a VERY childish letter shoved into my car window this morning when I dropped Jake off at school, from someone I actually know.  Some of you will have read said letter on twitter or on BBM.  SO embarrassing for them.  I'm not going to waste my breath writing about it, I will just say that if your house is on the same road as a school, with a pathway built onto the roadside, you have the potential for parents to park their car on the PUBLIC ground that is the pavement.  OK?  Seriously, get something else to worry about, my life is too busy and stressful without this.

So, as you can see, I'm pretty much an emotional basket case at the moment. My little helpers don't seem to be helping at all, neither do my rescue drops and I am looking forward to Monday for the first time ever.   I guess I still need to learn how to paste that smile on my face and just get on with it.  Bring on the champagne.

Hopefully everyone else has a great weekend planned.
Sue X