Friday, 12th June 2009
5.30pm
I'm thinking about suing blinddatebrides.com! I wasn't looking for a husband, but have ended up with one anyway (okay, I wouldn't swap him for the world, but they weren't to know that!) But now, thanks to them, I've got another unexpected member of the family arriving.
I'm pregnant!
My new life
Sunday, 7th June 2009
I know it's been a while since I wrote my little blog, but I been settling into married life. It's been rather busy. Noah has a book due out any day and we seem to spend half our time in London.
We. It seems odd to say that word and it not refer to Daisy and me. 'We' is now Noah and Grace.
I love him more than I ever thought possible, but he's never even come close to hinting that he feels the same way. Sometimes, if I'm not careful, I forget to hold it all in when I look at him, and I see him react – as if he's backing away on the inside, as if he's worried I might say something he doesn't want to hear.
I know it's been a while since I wrote my little blog, but I been settling into married life. It's been rather busy. Noah has a book due out any day and we seem to spend half our time in London.
We. It seems odd to say that word and it not refer to Daisy and me. 'We' is now Noah and Grace.
I love him more than I ever thought possible, but he's never even come close to hinting that he feels the same way. Sometimes, if I'm not careful, I forget to hold it all in when I look at him, and I see him react – as if he's backing away on the inside, as if he's worried I might say something he doesn't want to hear.
Hah!
Monday, 18th May 2009
10am
Everything is perfect? What a joke!
Noah and I had our first row. I can't even remember how it got started, or exactly what we said, but I think my hopes that Noah was starting to fall for me to were a little premature.
I don't know what's up with him but I do know this: Noah Frost is very good at keeping secrets, at keeping bits of himself locked away, and I'm not sure that being married to him means that I have access to the key.
10am
Everything is perfect? What a joke!
Noah and I had our first row. I can't even remember how it got started, or exactly what we said, but I think my hopes that Noah was starting to fall for me to were a little premature.
I don't know what's up with him but I do know this: Noah Frost is very good at keeping secrets, at keeping bits of himself locked away, and I'm not sure that being married to him means that I have access to the key.
Everything is perfect
Sunday, 17th May 2009
4pm
I've totally fallen in love with Paris. And I've totally fallen in love with Noah too.
And, you know what, I'm too happy to care about what that might mean at the moment. I'm not listening to all those voices that keep telling me it can't last, that something will happen to take him from me. We'ew happy now and that's all that counts.
4pm
I've totally fallen in love with Paris. And I've totally fallen in love with Noah too.
And, you know what, I'm too happy to care about what that might mean at the moment. I'm not listening to all those voices that keep telling me it can't last, that something will happen to take him from me. We'ew happy now and that's all that counts.
Oh, my!
Saturday, 16th May 2009
10am
What a difference from when I posted last! Yesterday was fantastic, perfect, amazing! I know I'm using far too many exclamation marks, but I can't seem to help myself. Look:
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Noah took me to Angelina. I could have stood all day and looked at the pastries in the display case at the front of the shop. There were so many colours, so many textures... and the hot chocolate we drank was perfection.
And it was there, in this grand little patisserie up on the Rue de Rivoli, sitting across the table from my crime-writing husband, that I started to wonder what I've been so frightened of.
So... I stopped being a chicken. About Noah, about being married, about everything (!) And I'm so glad that I did. I never dreamed I'd be this happy being Mrs Frost.
10am
What a difference from when I posted last! Yesterday was fantastic, perfect, amazing! I know I'm using far too many exclamation marks, but I can't seem to help myself. Look:
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Noah took me to Angelina. I could have stood all day and looked at the pastries in the display case at the front of the shop. There were so many colours, so many textures... and the hot chocolate we drank was perfection.
And it was there, in this grand little patisserie up on the Rue de Rivoli, sitting across the table from my crime-writing husband, that I started to wonder what I've been so frightened of.
So... I stopped being a chicken. About Noah, about being married, about everything (!) And I'm so glad that I did. I never dreamed I'd be this happy being Mrs Frost.
Big, fat failure
Friday, 15th May 2009
9am
I am a big, fat, awful failure of a wife! It was my wedding night last night and I chickened out! How could I do that to someone as wonderful and thoughtful and... sexy... as Noah? Am I mad?
Quite probably.
But I... I... just got stage fright.
And I think I feel worse because he was so sweet, so understanding about it. But underneath all that niceness, I wouldn't be surprised if he is wondering why he talked me into saying yes to him now.
9am
I am a big, fat, awful failure of a wife! It was my wedding night last night and I chickened out! How could I do that to someone as wonderful and thoughtful and... sexy... as Noah? Am I mad?
Quite probably.
But I... I... just got stage fright.
And I think I feel worse because he was so sweet, so understanding about it. But underneath all that niceness, I wouldn't be surprised if he is wondering why he talked me into saying yes to him now.
On Honeymoon!
Thursday, 14th May 2009
6.30pm
I'm in Paris! Noah surprised me by whisking me onto Eurostar after the wedding. I can hardly believe it! Everything is so wonderful, much better than I'd imagined it would be, but what I'd expected at the same time – it's very hard to explain.
And Noah... well, he is equally as hard to explain, and for much the same reasons. Things feel different now. I'm in at the deep end of this marriage and I feel like I can only just touched the bottom with the tips of my toes. It's kind of scary.
6.30pm
I'm in Paris! Noah surprised me by whisking me onto Eurostar after the wedding. I can hardly believe it! Everything is so wonderful, much better than I'd imagined it would be, but what I'd expected at the same time – it's very hard to explain.
And Noah... well, he is equally as hard to explain, and for much the same reasons. Things feel different now. I'm in at the deep end of this marriage and I feel like I can only just touched the bottom with the tips of my toes. It's kind of scary.
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