The heatwave over the last few days has generally knocked me for six, and I've ended up with some sort of flu bug (I hope not the swine kind) and in bed for about 3 days. I'm glad in a way that I won't be ill when I go off to tuscany for a holiday soon.
My sister has asked that I read something at her wedding. At first she said she wanted me to read 'something shakespeare', but the only proper wedding sonnet is surely 'let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments.' and I can't read that. it's mine! (for my IMAGINARY wedding) so I have settled on something else. Ruling one poem out isn't really that helpful though, I need to pick one!
I'm sat on my bed about to start watching the wimbledon ladies final, two sisters playing each other... what a strange situation. I'm not exactly the most 'sisterly' of sisters with mine, she lives in another country and I struggle to feel much of a connection with her most of the time, but there IS one there. my parents constantly remind me that to my sister i'm probably more like a best friend, despite the fact we rarely talk - that's just how she is. and with me, i keep my best friends so much closer so i don't see how she could feel that way. the next year will be interesting, getting ready for her wedding, perhaps building that whole connection again.
later i will attempt to cook a dinner for the other half.
hopefully not pork.
x
