Well yesterday morning was different. It all began when Matthew came into our bedroom. He asked me why Dad wears a wedding ring and I don't. Good question - but instead of just telling him I stupidly showed him as well. I don't wear my wedding ring because since I had Matthew it doesn't fit me comfortably - it's too tight. At this point I put on my engagement and wedding rings - they weren't that hard to put on getting them off well that was a different story.

I tried soap, washing up liquid, margarine, ice and cooking oil. My finger just got bigger and bigger. It was also very sore. I phoned the local hospital and explained, and I was advised to go to the hospital were they would try to get it off. After a lot of swelling and pain later I had to have my wedding ring cut off. I am obviously not happy about this but there really was no other option.

I have already made enquiries into having my ring re-sized. We're not sure yet what to do - either have it fixed or get a new one and try and get it blessed whilst renewing our vows.

Should I go or should I stay.....

The feeling in Simeland is pretty much the same - we're both a little fed up with our sites. Ian more so than me has lots of work on at the moment, plus home life is getting busier for some reason. So I think the short term answer is just to keep the site up but don't worry about the posts. As Ian has said, I also do read your sites so will be around.

Take Care.

My big sis has set a date for her wedding - July 2006. We got talking about what she is going to wear and my wedding dress came into the conversation. So last night I asked Ian to get it down from the loft. It brought back so many happy memories seeing it. In June we will be celebrating our 10th wedding anniversary - it's strange seeing the dress again, it looks like I just bought it. That was one expensive dress !

Anyway back to reality...I took the dress to my sis today to let her try it on. It was too small. It didn't feel right seeing her standing there in my dress, the one I fell in love with, the one that took months of not going out to pay for, the one I felt so special wearing,the one that made my big tough dad cry when he saw me for the first time in it. Get the idea - it's my dress. The worst thing is she loved it too. She will have to lose lots of weight to fit into it so we will see.

Is it wrong to want to keep it to myself just because of the memories it holds or should I be pleased it might get used again and by family ?

After a long illness, Pope John Paul II eventually passed away tonight. He spent the final part of his life in his private apartment in the Vatican, struggling always to defeat the health problems that troubled him. At 21:37 local time, he eventually lost that battle.

May God rest his soul.