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[johnny9fingers]

Things have been moving pretty fast.
Both she and I have decided that it doesn't get any better than this. However, prudence upon both our parts would stop us doing anything precipitate.

Logistical decisions will no doubt have to be made. I shall have to find some way of looking after the Mother too.
Anyway, she's met the mother. I have to meet her people, which may be more of an ordeal.

Nick and Em like her very much too. We went to supper at Nick's on Saturday, and drank Champagne and Margaritas. Stephen couldn't get away from his disabled mother and so didn't show, poor lad.

As for She-Who-Must-Be-Obeyed....we haven't set a date yet, so don't put out more flags.

Well, I hope I've managed to convey the shape of things in a few sentences. 

Hellish few days ahead.
Pete's Stag night on Thursday, Gig in Cheshire (300 odd miles away) on Saturday evening and on Sunday afternoon I have Pete and Sancha's wedding to attend. Milady is of course busy when I'm not, and vice-versa, but that's just par for the course.

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[(Anonymous)]

Er - blimey?

M

[johnny9fingers.livejournal.com]

Thanks for supper. We had a great time and got spectacularly drunk, which was nice. Picked up the car after lunch on Sunday and didn't really get much else done the rest of the day.

[(Anonymous)]

It was a pleasure.

I echo E with the "Granny?" comment. What has the girl put in your tea? The only thing I would have regarded as less likely is me getting broody (although Nick getting broody ties with that thought for likeliness) and I'd be forced to shoot myself if that happened.

M

[johnny9fingers.livejournal.com]

You know the moment in a dream when the elevator loses its supports and you're in freefall....she's in the lift with me.

The phrase "Fuck, we're in trouble" has been spoken more than once.

[(Anonymous)]

Are you around tonight? It would be nice to speak when not hog-whimperingly pissed.

M

[johnny9fingers.livejournal.com]

Rehearsing tonight from 6pm. Am at my flat 'at home' with Milady tomorrow evening, unless we have to go back to hers. Thursday, etc....(see above)

[(Anonymous)]

Will try to catch you at some point then. In the meantime, enjoy the brain fog. It's always nice when it's a rosy pink one rather than some sort of dull, damp grey arrangement.

M

[johnny9fingers.livejournal.com]

Thanks. I hope your days are getting more tolerable.

[kdotdammit.livejournal.com]

That's all very intense and very accelerated. Wow. Best wishes to the two of you to sustain the bliss.

[johnny9fingers.livejournal.com]

Have a bit of a brake or anchor (or whatever) in terms of the mother. I made a promise to the Old Man before he died so....the debates become about 'granny-flats' and suchlike.
Anyway, we're probably getting ahead of ourselves: it's just it doesn't feel like it.

[thaliastrel.livejournal.com]

Hooray for intense and accelerated!

[johnny9fingers.livejournal.com]

Shell-shocked and brain-fragged by the g-forces though.

[thaliastrel.livejournal.com]

You say that like it's a bad thing.

[e-compass-rosa.livejournal.com]

"Granny-flats"?! Does that mean...?

[johnny9fingers.livejournal.com]

Maybe....who knows.

[desidono.livejournal.com]

No harm in planning for the future at all. :)

Grats!

[johnny9fingers.livejournal.com]

Thanks.
The unexpectedness of it all has left me a bit breathless, but there you go.
Hope all is well in your world.

[winterlion.livejournal.com]

Very much continued congratulations! :)

I don't blog about it much but things are moving - from the sounds of it - in similar ways for my Lady and myself :)