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Rob and I have been together since 10 April 1999. We know this because he sent me an email.

My eye is bleeding.

I can get stressed about anything. Tulips. Bunnyrabbits. Sleep. It can all stress me, given half a chance.

When Rob and I got engaged, lots of people politely avoided asking him whether this time it was for real. Lots of people told me, however, that they knew it wasn't.

My florist has agreed to do a bunch of flowers, rather than a Bridal Bouquet, for which I am immensely grateful. I'm not a bouquet person.

We pay people to clean our house every week. It makes life easier.

I get cross when shops change their standard sizes. I moved to the UK in September 1998 as a size 14 and am now a size 8. I have not lost weight or changed shape.

I didn't finish school for a bunch of reasons, some of which were better than others. The most pressing one was galloping miserableness. I am constantly amazed that many people think I have finished school, because I've done exams roughly equivalent to UK GCSEs, and A-Levels are a kind of extra-that-everyone-does. I still haven't finished school, but I'm doing an Open University course.

I think that my mother is the most fabulous person on earth.

I think the same of some of my sisters.

I'm much more aware of Rob's faults than of my mother's or my sisters'.

My mother is the most fabulous person on earth. She didn't strangle me when I was 15. That's pretty fabulous.

I eat a lot of biscuits.

The word "dieting" makes me nervous. I find it almost impossible to condone "dieting" or "weight-loss". I am aware that this is prejudice and try not to actively condemn it.

Horses scare me. Peggy scares me less than she used to.

Dogs scare me. They have big teeth. Small yappy dogs scare me too, because you're not allowed to defend yourself against small, helpless things. My baby sister has a lot to answer for.

Apart from being Irish, I'm probably an illegal immigrant. I sort of snuck in. I didn't get any form of ID until I'd been living in the UK almost a year, when I needed a passport to go to Sweden.

I'm pleased that Rob is excited about the wedding. He wants to sit at every table and take lots of pictures of all our friends.

I'm pleased that Rob isn't excited about the marriage. It won't make that much difference to our actual lives.

I'm obsessed. I'm going here to get better.

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[quote]I'm obsessed. I'm going here to get better.[/quote]

And unfortunately you can't go here (http://www.brunching.com) anymore. :( But it always used to make me feel better.

R.I.P. Lore.

A Nonny Moose (The Mourning Moose)