Tuts mah barreh

Have had a lovely day.
Bit of a sleep in.
Woke to J delivering me an early 30th birthday present* - a beautiful watch.
Headed into town for some important bits and pieces: buy wedding shirt and tie for J**, try on our (half-finished) wedding rings, get links taken out of watch band.
Two thirds done before it started to absolutely bucket down.
Some good photos on the trip home of dressed up race goers looking like drowned rats and cars kicking up some huge spray going through foot deep puddles***.
Stopped at the bottle-o to buy a selection of white wines and champagnes.
Frantic house tidy.
A cheeky Red Bull.
Had T+S, B+L and R+L+V over for home made pizzas, chocolate cake and ice cream, and to do a blind taste test**** of wines in order to pick some for our wedding.
Eight bottles later...
It was three am.
Not sure how that happened, but I had a brilliant night, and wedding drinks are pretty much sorted.


*I have another month or so of my 20s left...
**Eventually settling on a colour very different from what we set out to buy, realising along the way that our skills in colour description are poor. Very poor.
***None of which will be blipped as V is far too cute. Especially when he's playing the congas...
****Bottles covered in foil.