So we're trying to sort out the wedding, one small step at a time.
There will be dancing. And flowers. And we will be wearing something. Probably purple underwear...and not much else, right now.
We started to look at suits but...it's a huge choice, and John sort of needs to see a few before getting a feel for a style he'd like. But we'll get there. He knows he doesn't want to have pink pinstripes, so far :) But there was a beautiful suit there, brown with orange pinstripes. I mean, wouldn't suit either of us, but it was a really nice suit. So we're getting places on other details - what it'll be made of - Wool, high twist. I'll probably go with a very dark grey or black. And I'd like a purple lining :)
No idea where we're going to tie the knot either. There are quite a lot of nice places around, but a lot of it depends on numbers, and that's a decision we're avoiding right now.
So... anyway, I don't know if it's thinking about it all or what, but now I'm having wedding dreams. Nightmares, whatever. I mean, it's a bit early for that really, isn't it? I was prepared for night-before wedding scenario nightmares, but now? Ridiculous. Still, enough for me to be up and about at a completely ridiculous time of the morning for the last two mornings.
Sherlock climbed in with us this morning. I was reading with a mug of coffee, John was completely unconscious. Didn't even move when Sherlock used him as a backrest. At one point I actually shoved my hand on his back to check he was still breathing/had a heartbeat. Daresay that'll work it's way into my dreams tonight!
As for today - least said the better. Any morning that starts with a horribly compromised key piece of evidence and two charred bodies isn't going to bode well, is it?
In better news, I have now managed to both make and recieve phonecalls on my phone. And text.
No idea how to get all my old contacts off my old phone onto this one...but I can't even be bothered to try right now!
And, err...back by popular* demand, I believe someone mentioned a 'Lestallion's Upstanding Column of Love'.
(*one of you asked for it.)
Here's what Sherlock has to say on the matter:
"It's not what the blog is for it's for murders! But if you want to talk about all that love stuff then you can but I'm not wasting my brain on it because I've got more important things to use my brain space for not things about kissing and sloppy stuff (yes, he said sloppy, not soppy...)"
So there. Have at it.