Decade

10 years married. I know it sounds cliched, but where the hell did all that time go? How can a whole decade have passed since I made the, frankly incredibly sensible, decision to marry that there Bry? A decade for god's sake.

Its mental to think that I've been with Bry since he was 20 (I'm considerably older than him, which is why I'm always right about, well absolutely everything) - that any time we think about our past, more often than not the other one is in it. When I think about my LBB (life before Bry) it feels like visiting a different world.

So we celebrated this most momentous occasion in the only way you can. We packed small child off to my mother's and we ate and slept our way through 2 days of childless luxury in Crieff, followed by a bit of grub at Martin Wisharts tonight.

And we get one more long lie before the boy comes home tomorrow. Whoever said sleep was over-rated has obviously never been up the duff with a toddler to take care of.

Mmmmmm. Night night all x x x x