Yesterday when I got out of bed, I was completely resolved that my day was going to suck. How possibly can you create a good day from getting up at 7 am on a Saturday morning. But as often is the case, fate had a different idea. I had been dreading my semi mother in laws brunch since she first asked me but as Chris so often points out I am not very good at saying No. So at 7 am I rolled out of bed leaving my blissfully sleeping partner behind. I got myself breakfast, started to pack and then headed up stairs to do my make up. I knew it was getting close to 9 and Chris's Dad had promised to come get me at 9.30. Even though I was more ready than usual I was still a little flustered about getting everything done on time. As I stood behind the bathroom door attempting to put mascara on without poking myself in the eye, I was aware of a familiar creak in the hallway. Then there he was... standing in just his underwear, looking sleepy and still warm from bed. My heart skipped a beat as I tried to wish him good morning and apply eye Shadow at the same time. I had not expected him to be up before I left, so I was a little surprised. He came up behind me and gave me a big lazy good morning hug and just like that my mind was somewhere else. Torn between the thought of his father being here in 20 minutes and going back to bed with half finished make up. Oh god why do you tempt me so!!! He could see the indecision on my face and quickly reminded me that now was not the time. Bugger. He left me there in the bathroom. Alright I can do this. I was half dressed in my white shirt and underwear but was unsure if I should where a skirt or jeans. There where going to be a lot of old people there and no doubt Vicky would want to show my off but I feel more comfortable in Jeans. Hmm better go ask Chris. I found him sitting on the edge of the bed starring into the closest. I went to sit on his lap, kissed him and was about to ask him about jeans or a skirt...Eh but it would appear that he had changed him mind. I never really considered us as the quicky type, how wrong was I.
Having regained composure, dressed and just figured out where I was before I lost track... there was a knock at the door. Chris's dad was here, didn't really seem to matter anymore. I couldn't wipe the smile of my face. The brunch went for around 2 hours and I was the youngest in the room by 30 years. I had planned to hide in the corner and read a book but being in a better mood I decided it was less antisocial to help out in the kitchen. Well that was a side of old Lady's I have never seen before and better yet my cupcakes where a huge hit, there wasn't any to bring home. Before I knew it the brunch was over.
Chris and I had arranged to meet back at his parents. Just as promised he was there waiting for me when we had finished. We had agreed to stay and have dinner with his parents for tea rather than making a second trip today. I was a little worried about what we would do all afternoon. Yet another unfounded concern. As it happened the RAW has its 800 th show airing and we cuddled up on the couch to watch it. Well Chris watched it and I drifted in and out of sleep but I was happy because he was happy. After wrestling Chris suggested we go for a walk along the river. If I had of taken the camera thats what todays photo would have been of. It was so beautiful and I got to learn more about Chris's childhood. We stopped along the bank a way if and he tried to teach me to skip rocks across the water. I got 2 he got 4 massive jumps. It was a beautiful afternoon and just another great unique memory I get to hold on too. He bought me an ice cream and we walked back to the car. We spent the rest of the afternoon in comfortable silence together. Chris on the laptop and me absorbed in a book till dinner time. After dinner we came home but we where rather tired and it was an early night. I had really good dreams though and I don't think I stopped smiling all day.