Okay, I am so mushy I had to post a picture of Sian in the dress she has chosen for her wedding in New York in May. If you tell anybody I'm a mushbag then I'll be round yours pdq, lol!
Sian had to make up her mind in a hurry so that alterations could be made in time etc. I am probably the only one who sees a tiny curly-haired moppet super-imposed on this lovely woman but I don't care; I am so proud and happy for her. If I could stop the waterworks I'd be quids in; I will have to pull myself together before the big day or I'll be howling in the middle of Central Park at the ceremony and giving everyone a fright - snot and tears not a good look for anyone especialy the MOTB.
No card; I am at a pain level today that makes me do everything everything slowly and gingerly but I'll get it done. I'm off to wallow in marshmallow fluff for a bit, on my own, as Mr H is having none. "Nice" was all he had to say when I showed him the photo but it's my guess he headed upstairs so quickly because he needed a mushy moment of his own! Cheerio for now,