Another Wednesday, another weight loss update.
It's our wedding anniversary today. We've been married for 20 years. For anybody who's wondering 20 years is china, in both modern and traditional meanings.
Anniversaries are very hit and miss at Number 38 and today was another miss which doesn't bother either of us in the slightest. It's one of those days along with Valentines that we've never really got wrapped up in. In fact our standing joke is we only stay married because if one of us were to divorce the other it would make that person far too happy!
Here we are on our wedding day. Even though the photo is framed we don't have it on display. When Thomas saw it he said "Mum are you remembering when you were thin?"
I've also got a wedding box, well actually its a brown shoe box, but you know what I mean. Occasionally I'll stumble across it when I'm looking for something and spend half an hour going down memory lane.
As well as cards, cake decorations, speeches etc, there's my garter, the flowers I wore in my hair, my wedding ring and a letter Dad wrote to be read out at the reception.
My wedding ring was made from my Grandad's ring which I had melted down and re-designed. Sadly it's never fitted me since having Thomas. I just wear a plain gold band from a High Street jewellers these days. The letter was written by my Dad when he knew he wouldn't be at our wedding. The ring and the letter are the most important things from the day. The letter might be in the photo but I haven't read it because it makes me cry. In fact I think I've only ever read it three or four times. Maybe I should rectify that in the not too distant future.
But not today.