The 19th of May.
For all my talk of not caring about the wedding, I watched the whole damn thing.
I think mainly out of FOMO. I maintain that I do not particularly care about any of the people involved, but I wanted to know what was going on, and to be able to be part of the conversation. I like seeing what everyone is wearing. I think Lady Kitty Spencer, Sofia Wellesley and Carey Mulligan looked the best. I want to know why everyone is so obsessed with Victoria Beckham smiling; let the woman have her face.
Weddings always make me a little bit sad because of course, I will never have one. I am not under any delusion that I will ever even have a significant other again, let alone a wedding. I will not walk down an aisle to someone looking back at me, thinking how lucky they are.
But enough of my pity party! Once it was over, I took myself off to the back room where I watched the final four episodes of Scandal and began my next crochet project, a big multi-coloured cardigan thing. Now I have completed season 7 and I am annoyed about one aspect of the finale but oh well, can’t change that.
Back to things I definitely don’t care about: the football.
The 20th of May.
This evening I am full. We had pork stuffed with black pudding for dinner and I feel immense. I don’t think I can move.
It’s been a pretty sedentary day anyway. I’ve been working on this giant cardigan, with an eye on Sunday Brunch, every so often popping my head in on the kittens (mainly sleeping under the chair). I persuaded Mommy to make pretzels, but they weren’t ready in time for lunch.
After not-pretzels, I was really tired because it took me hours to fall asleep last night, so I went upstairs to lie down and listen to Gardener’s Question Time. Might not quite be a nap, but it’s the next best thing. Then I came back downstairs and made myself a terrible iced coffee. I made it with two shots, so the milk I put in didn’t cool it down very much. I chucked in some ice and put it in the fridge, but it still didn’t get very cold, so I put in nearly an entire ice cube tray’s worth in and that finally made it refreshing.
I spent the rest of my afternoon watching The Hostile Hospital and The Carnivorous Carnival while making the collar of my cardigan. I got to the end, and realised I’d done it along the wrong side, so I pulled out all out and I’ve just started over again. Sigh!