Cluck, Cluck, the Hens are coming!!

So, during a rather uninspiring half an hour at work I found my mind drifting to anything other than the work I should have been getting on with and it suddenly dawned on me that in precisely 12 months I will either be about to go or will have already been on MY hen do! How scary is that!!! 

I must admit that this is the one element of the wedding that I am totally bricking it about! I am not one for L plates, veils, strippers or any other willy related products!! We've all seen them and yes while funny for the first 5 mins, those willy straws are just gross - ergh I feel quesy just writing about them...So anyway back to my point...This is one of the only elements (that and the stag do) that I do not have full control over and that in itself totally freaks me out. I am a MASSIVE control freak and as much as my lovely bridemaids are saying they will keep me informed on the big stuff, I know they are going to pull some little surprise out the bag (please don't girlies!!!).

So the reason for this short by sweet post is Girls, Lads, let me know your hen/stag do tales. I want the good, the bad, the drunk and all the in between. C'mon, its June and the weather is miserable...I need something to laugh at!

Oh...and now that we have sent out our Save the Date Cards - I can now show them to the entire blogosphere! That to come next time...

Thanks for taking the time to read my ramblings, and as usual feel free to share, comment etc

Ange

Friends past and present, but oh so important

So, I know I have been a bit quiet lately- well very quiet! But I have good reason, two in fact! Currently I am sat in the car making the very long journey home from one of my closest friends wedding and while nursing my hangover and preparing myself to take over the driving from Daniel, I have found myself thinking about friendship.

This year, I have been lucky enough to be invited to two of my friends weddings. The first W-Day we were invited to was for one of my oldest friends. We went to primary and secondary school together, played netball together, but sadly lost touch during sixth form and uni. Luckily though when we both moved back to our home town, we found ourselves playing for our old netball club and our friendship continued as if we had never lost touch. The second wedding of the year was for one of my friends I met at uni. We ended up being incredibly close and this closeness remained despite the pesky 500 odd miles that separate us!

I feel incredibly privileged to have been a part of both my friends special days and the fact that I have been a part of these days has truly touched me. It may well be the alcohol that is still in my system, but I feel a tad emotional at the fact that no matter the period of time or distance that can separate friends, on big life occasions it is the people that have had a positive impact on your life that you turn to to support you and celebrate with you.

I suppose what I am trying to say to both my friends is thank you! Thank you for involving me in your bigs days and congratulations! I wish you all the happiness in the world with your new husbands and I will always be here for you no matter what!

My advice to anyone reading this, appreciate your friends old and new, make that phone call to the person you may have lost touch with that you miss and most of all make sure you make time to just chat and laugh with your friends. Life and work can sometimes be all consuming and I in particular can be very guilty of this, but always remember it was your friends that picked you up after a bad break up, your friends that held your hair back when you had too much to drink and its your friends that are honest and supportive of you no matter what. And that will continue no matter what happens in life!

Ange xx