Monthly Archives: February 2004

Fliss picked up her ring on Wednesday as planned – the alteration to the size being completed without much of a noticable difference to the band. I had wanted to be there with her when she got it, but as it turned out she kept the ring in its box so that I could put it on for her when I got home that night.

The ring is really nice too – sparkly without being overstated, which I think is something all too common with engagement rings. It was pretty cool to finally see her wearing it, and quite a novelty too since Fliss doesn’t wear jewellery, except for earings and a necklace sometimes.

Now we’re both signed up for the big show at some point – who’d have thunk it back when we first met all those years ago? We were reminiscing about this a few days ago and I remembered thinking that she was pretty annoying the first night we met, as she kept saying the words to something on tv before they happened. Funnily enough she still does it now, occasionally, but as I’ve found out – it’s the least of my worries – it’s her hogging the Sky remote that’s the worst! :o)

On valentines day, Fliss and I went into the city to get her engagement ring – one that she’d seen during the week. It should have been kind of straight forward, but due to her having a slightly in-between size of finger it meant we had to traipse around all the jewellers in town trying to find the ring, or a similar one, in the right size.

Eventually we ended back where we started, buying the ring above the one she was after. It did have to be resized, though, so Fliss wont get it until Wednesday, but I’m looking forward to her having one as it’s been kind of cool having one myself and kind of closes the deal, as it were! :o)

After the quest for the ring was over we had a great chineese buffet meal, headed home to play Baldur’s Gate: Dark Alliance II for a while, then watched The Tuxedo on DVD while stuffing ourselves with some lovely Thorntons truffles.

Quite a perfect Valentines day, I think.

I meant to key in a decent post covering our activities on the Superbowl weekend, but then our phone line broke and along with that our internet connection. By the time BT had paid a visit and fixed things it was later on that week and, well, I just didn’t get round to typing the text and putting it on here.

Now it’s almost a week and a half later it doesn’t seem so relevant, but I know Iain digs this kind of thing and in a years time if I look back and there isn’t a post covering the weekend I’ll probably regret not making the effort. So here we go…

Saturday morning and early afternoon were spent in a bit of a daze due to a late night with Graeme and Lisa on the Friday. Fortunately we were getting our second wind by the time Iain trundled round the corner in Emily’s Ka. I need to thank Emily for that, actually, because without the loan of the car I can imagine that Iain would have endured yet another mamoth slog courtesy of Virgin Trains.

On Saturday night we went across to the carvery place just down the road for a decent feed. I figured we’d be eating crap for the next two days, so it was a pre-emptive strike in order to get some vitamins and other good things down the hatch before the bombardment of obesity bombs that are hotdogs, burgers, popcorn and other members of that food group known as Junk.

It didn’t turn out quite like that, though – not only did we take it easy with the drink on Saturday, but on Sunday we went along to the park for a very energetic half hour or so, throwing the american footballs about. I had really wanted to do this, too, but with the weather being unpredictable I figured we’d miss out, so I was really stoked that we got to do it.

Once home I made us a delicious helping of pasta and sauce to replenish the energy levels – a healthy shade above the junk I assumed we’d been dining on, if I may say so myself. We even managed to keep ourselves to shandy for a few hours, partly to help us stay the pace and partly to help the beer stocks last until the early hours.