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Wedding dresses and robberies

Posted by shinymac on February 22, 2008

Last weekend we went into Manchester shopping with a surprise £100 we had received from our solicitors as they were archiving our file and noticed we were owed it. We discovered a great little shoe shop with a load of Adidas trainers, and as you may or may not know, this is a bit of a passion of mine. Adidas Originals – I love them! So, I was very happy to stumble upon this great little find, hidden away in an arcade off Deansgate, and all at good value too.

This is the collection I intend to add to in the future:


Whilst in this Arcade, I also spotted a cute little wedding boutique, and in the window of said cute little wedding boutique, there lay before me (or stood before me, seeing as it was on a mannequin), a lovely Candy Anthony/Dolly Couture style dress, with a difference. It had black fanned out straps over the shoulders, which kind of spoilt it for me, but the dress itself, without these straps, which were kind of braces style, as in they went right down to the waist, was absolutely gorgeous, and only confirmed that this is the kind of dress I need. Not that this really needed confirming, as my mind has been pretty much made up from the start of my (not really getting anywhere) wedding plans.

Last night on my way to the tram stop to go to work, I was strolling along with the children, amidst the sound of sirens and the usual hustle and bustle of end of the working day time.
We reached the bank in Sale, and I used the cashpoint, not realising at the time that the bank was closed…early.
I looked around and saw there were police everywhere, talking to people in the streets and hastily noting down the conversations.
We went into the shop for me to get some change for my tram fare, and people were nattering in the shop, phrases such as “it’s terrible” “even if they do catch them….” and “can’t believe it’s happened here”.
So, I did what any other ordinary, run of the mill, nosy as hell and dying to know what’s going on, person would do in that kind of situation. I forgot the old rule that you shouldn’t talk to strangers, and I asked one of them what exactly had happened out there.
“Some bloke’s robbed the bank with a knife!” I was told by one lady.
“It’s terrible.” Stated another.
“Can’t believe it’s happened here.” I heard.

Well, I have to say, I felt really uneasy then, heading off to catch my tram, with my kids in tow, and realising that had we left the house some 15-20 minutes earlier, which really I should’ve done, to ensure I was on time for work, we would’ve been caught in the middle of it. And furthermore to this, the bank steps are a bit of a playground for my kids whilst I use the cash point. They run up the steps, and then down the ramp, and pretend they’re on a fairground ride. They could’ve been there whilst this crazy armed robber ran out with his loot!
Thankfully, this wasn’t the case, and I held their tiny little warm hands extra tight all the way to work.


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Posted by shinymac on January 27, 2008

So, further to my earlier post in which I displayed the most gorgeous dress from Dolly Couture, I contacted her. Yes, I know, I haven’t even set a date for the wedding yet, but the dress is one of the most important bits is it not? Hehe. I emailed with questions about bridesmaids dresses, and sash and petticoat colours, and I felt silly to do so, especially so early in my wedding “cycle” (is there such a thing?), but I just had to know. I need it organised in my head, even if it’s not actually in my hands, or on my body (which should hopefully be a smaller body by the time it is on it), and then I don’t have to search through loads and loads of bridal boutiques for the perfect dress. I’ve found it!
Anyway, Dolly is lovely. So friendly and helpful, and I was so happy to hear that the answers to all of my questions were all yes’s! So, it looks like Dolly it is, and I couldn’t be happier with that.

This evening we have all returned back from a night in Hull. We really weren’t too stoked about having to go, but it was Al’s Aunty and Uncle’s 40th wedding anniversary meal, and we kind of felt we had to. It actually turned out to be gorgeous. The company were all very pleasant, the food was delightful, I drank far too much Sauvignon for one body to handle and topped it off with Bollinger (dahhhling!), and my head told me quite frankly this morning, that I had a good night. The children behaved impeccably at Krista’s for her and John, and then this morning, we went to my pa’s whilst Alex went to practise drumming with Tough Chicago Cop. We spent the day there, and he was relaxed and fun. However, I am now home, I have watched American Idol (why can’t I stop myself from watching this kind of crap?), and I am now whacked.

Now, I am going to watch the rest of The Wedding Crashers to see what the weddings are all like. Yes, I have turned into one of those really annoying obsessed brides-to-be. I hate myself.

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If you think education is expensive, try ignorance.

Posted by shinymac on January 23, 2008

Ooh, where to begin. I’ve got so much to write about from the last few days. Yesterday, I started my volunteering at a primary school. The school is lovely, the kids are great, but I’m not sure about some of the staff. They seem to do their job well, but I am not sure about how they treat their colleagues, or should I say their volunteers, who are there for free, just to see if they like it, and just to offer a helping hand. They (I say they, I actually mean me, because as far as I know, I’m the only volunteer there.) are not getting paid, they are still not CRB checked yet, but still expected on their first day there to know exactly what to do (how to do the school prayer in sign language?), and still expected to help tiny little tots get changed for PE. All well and good, but if it was my children, and there was a stranger in the class helping, I’d quite like to know who the stranger was. I would also expect that the teacher would introduce this stranger to the children; a) to avoid them being distracted in the wondering of who I was, and b) to make them feel comfortable about my presence in the classroom. NONE OF THIS HAPPENED!
Instead, I was left sitting there, unintroduced, un-spoken-a-word-to by the teachers and some of the classroom assistants, (although one of them was nice and down to earth), and unhappy! I just can’t understand why, when I’ve given up the only free day I have in the week, without the kids and without work to go to (but I still have to go to work on the evening), that they seemed so ungrateful and so mean. One of the classroom assistants was just horrible to the children, and I just feel glad that my children will not be going to that school. Well, maybe not horrible, maybe I just haven’t hardened to naughty, cheeky little 5 and 6 year olds yet. Maybe she’s an excellent classroom assistant and very good at her job, but I just caught her on a bad day. Anyway, it made me decide that I don’t want to be a classroom or teaching assistant. I want to be the actual teacher. So, because of this, I went online and registered with the Open University to do English Language and Literature in September. God knows how I’m going to afford to pay for it, I may have to defer until the February when I’ll be back into the swing of full-time work by then, but at least it’s a step in the right direction, and it’s something I have wanted to do for such a long time, and also something I know I will enjoy despite the self-discipline and hard work.

Talking of work, my own work is driving me insane. Me and my colleague have both been discussing how draining it is working evenings, and how old we feel. I am always tired, I always want to sleep in (but can’t), and I hate hate hate having to travel home on a night time. I keep telling myself “only 7 more months, then I can go back to working normal hours”, but I’ve only been doing it for 2 months (although I am 100% sure it’s been longer than that, it’s certainly felt longer), and that has dragged, and I’ve hated every minute of it, well, every minute of the travelling, not the actual job which is okay.
I just wonder when money became more important than personal safety, when did I cross that line? We do need the money, 7 months of paying 3 days of nursery fees which was double my wages put us in this mess. If only we’d have thought it through properly and checked out all of the options thoroughly before I committed them to the nursery and committed myself to my previous job. If we’d done all of that, we’d probably be okay now, even without me working – we would’ve been okay. So yes, we do need the money, but at what cost?
Basically, I can’t wait to be working daytimes again.

Oh, wedding dress news! I knew there was something. I AM SO HAPPY ABOUT THIS! I have found a website in the US, called Dolly Couture – and I am sOOOOO happy! They are just like Candy Anthony dresses at like a 10th of the price, although I would still need to sort out shipping and customs taxes etc. to the UK, but check out this dress.

This is what I want, but with the black underskirts and the black sash a la Candy style! And a mere snip at just $299 ready to wear (so around about £160 ish). It means I may still need some kind of seamstress to sort out fitting it etc. but WOW-WEEEEEEE!

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