So, Cariadfab assisted us today, and in the process he got himself injured. The plan was to take him back to the office and into oharper's section, drug him up, fix his injury, and then while he was still groggy and didn't know what was going on, I was supposed to take him home...before he would see anything he hasn't already seen, like confidential files and information. I was all set to do this, really. I didn't want Cariadfab knowing every little detail about what I do at work....I certainly don't know every detail about managing a haulage firm! But seeing him laying there on oharper's examination table, I had a change of heart. I decided I wanted Cariadfab to know all about my job because it was only fair as he's to be my spouse. A marriage is about equality and partnership, and it's hardly being equal of me to keep things from him.

I went to talk to captjackhark about it, and while I don't think he's completely okay with a civilian knowing all the details of our job, he allowed me to show Cariadfab everything and explain everything. It might have had something to do with me threatening to just out and quit and go back to the police if he didn't let me...captjackhark seems to think I'm important.....he told me if I left, he'd be upset.

I don't know what to think about that...captjackhark's been....acting strange around me lately. While it's true I fancied him when I first came on, I'm engaged to Caraidfab now. I love Cariadfab.

I have a feeling everyone else in the office is upset with me now. I saw some glares coming my way from them. Just because Cariadfab knows things doesn't mean I won't still confide in them. They're my best mates. And if oharper thinks he's getting out of buying the first round next time.....he's got another thing coming!

Right, well, I have to go tuck the injured baby into bed and then I'm heading back into the office. Lots to do, you know. The world doesn't stop because Cariadfab got injured.

I'm writing from the office, as I'm not too sure I ought to go home just yet.

To make a long story short - there was a pretty bad accident this morning on the motorway, and it involved one of the lorries from Caraidfab's firm. We got a call to see if we could come and assist with the clean-up, as we sometimes do. oharper got roped into checking into the meat (ewww), ijones got pulled in for assisting with some paperwork (poor soul!), while I got pulled in for some police auxiliary duties (I swear, you can't actually leave the force). Caraidfab apparently saw me with captjackhark and oharper at the scene, but I didn't see him. I was worried about Cariadfab, as I knew the lorry driver had been a friend of his, so I went home to check on him, and he had the nerve to pick a fight with me! Wanted to know what I was doing out at the accident scene this morning, and who the blokes I was with were! I got accused of shagging "that bloke with the long coat"! He even had the nerve to ask me why I was marrying him - as if he doesn't know I love him!

I called captjackhark, and told him I was bringing Cariadfab to the office. We needed to settle things, and we still had some questions we thought he might be able to answer.

I don't know if Cariadfab feels better now that he's met captjackhark or not! captjackhark was giving me all sorts of strange looks this evening, and almost made me feel a bit uncomfortable in front of Cariadfab.

captjackhark, much to my annoyance, asked Cariadfab to help us with this since it involved his lorry firm. Oh, I'm so mad at captjackhark! I don't need my fiancé at work! I see him at home every morning and evening! What I do at work is my job...not his. I told him as much and screamed a bit in front of Cariadfab. I have a feeling I'm going to be sleeping on the couch tonight....and ours isn't very comfortable for sleeping!

Is it worth writing about ijones and my birthday booze-up that happened nearly a month ago? I'm not sure if I can remember everything that happened, but I did wake up on oharper's couch again, so it must have been a great night!

I've honestly forgotten I had this journal and that people actually cared to read about my life. Whoops.

But yes, I'm another year older. Still trying to figure out if I've gotten any wiser, though...

It's been quiet around here for the past few weeks, which is great, since it's given me some time to spend with Caraiadfab and actually work on some wedding plans! We've nearly got the menu all figured out, I just have to make sure we don't have any vegetarians on our guest list. I went and saw the design for my dress a few weeks back, and it's absolutely gorgeous. I picked out a few fabric options, and the seamstress said she would check on prices and availabiity and get back to me this week.

OH - and I finally got my new car! Back in May, my car and oharper's car got completley trashed by vandals in the carpark near the office. Owen's car just needed a new paint job, but my car was beyond repair....I was quite reluctant to get rid of my car, but Caraidfab and Owen convinced me it would be more money to fix my old car and Cariadfab wanted me to get a car that had a top of the line alarm system in it to ward off further break-ins. It's taken me a few months to work it all out with the insurance company and with ordering a new car, but Owen was right. the BMW 1 Series is incredible! I decided to go with a custom car, and it's lovely. Monaco Blue on the outside, black leather on the inside. It even has a place I can plug my mobile into so I can use it hands-free. Owen worked out all the specifics on it for me, as I know nothing about cars. We picked it up last week, and I think Owen's driven my car more than I have since I got it!

I've also been able to catch some of the BBC covereage of the Olympics and I love it! My favourite sport to watch during the summer is gymnastics. I took a tumbling class once when I was small. I don't understand the scoring though. It used to be a perfect 10 was the best you could get, but now girls are getting scores that are 15 point something, and even 16 point something. What did they do to the scores?

tsato managed to rig things up so we can see covereage from all over the globe, so right now we're watching a basketball game. I'm not a fan of basketball, but the boys seem to be enjoying it. Oh, it's over now. The US won. They took the score down too quickly, but I guess it was a good game? I'm clueless. When is more gymnastics on?

Oh, and I'm being teased because I think Michael Phelps is kind of cute. Caraidfab thinks it's hilarious and keeps messaging me when he's on telling me that my boyfriend is on the telly.

Why is it that every time we wind up at the pub, I wind up singing and dancing on a table? Someone please tell me Jack's lying about that!

Ugh, this smell won't go away!

And, I almost lost tsato in a bog! Ugh.

ijones is mad at me for making a muddy mess in the office and won't bring me any tea, so I'm stuck drinking tea I've made myself to keep warm...it's not nearly as good as the stuff Ianto makes.

To make matters worse? I have to go out again!

I'm STILL damp and wet from Sunday. Ugh. I feel like I won't ever get warm again..probably because just as soon as I dry off, we head out again!

And something a little bizarre - my mum called me to ask if I had any books about ghosts. Apparently, her neighbour swears up and down she saw a ghost walking through my parent's garden. I told mum there's no such thing as ghosts...right?

Sorry for the lack of updates....oharper reminded me I hadn't posted in a while and so I got up early today just to make sure I did so!

Wedding planning is in full-swing...and full-argument. Men. And Mums. Really can't put them in the same room and expect things to go over well. I think we're going to tell both mums to stuff it and Cariadfab and I are just going to plan it all on our own. Trying to please my mum and his mum just isn't working out!

Ah, but the good news...my dress is being designed! I'll get to see a drawing of it sometime by mid-July and then if I like it, we'll start looking at fabric!

Cariadfab finally spoke with his best mate,and he's agreed to come back to Wales in time to be in the wedding. I've no idea what he's up to right now, but he's apparently somewhere in South America. He told Cariadfab he'll be traveling around a bit and he'll e-mail us from his next location.

We started looking at Honeymoon locations. Now that captjackhark is back, I feel comfortable actually leaving for a week or two. We're thinking Paris, even if that does sound pretty cliche.

Well, since I'm up, I might as well stop and bring in breakfast for everyone. Though, I'll let ijones handle the coffee.

Our annual visitor is here today. I apparently missed meeting him last year as he visited a few months before I was hired.....wow, is he fit! tsato and Atkins (as ijones calls him) went out together for the afternoon. I'm a little jealous. He's a really nice bloke, it's a shame we only see him once a year.

I asked captjackhark if we've got any other attractive visitors headed our way, but he only rolled his eyes at me.

While tsato is out having fun, I've got plenty of work piling on my desk to do. After Lunch, though. It is Lunchtime. ijones? oharper? Any plans of ordering in?

It never fails, that on a day when tsato and I decide to dress nicely for work, all hell breaks loose and we're left trying to run around in high heels. Or at least, I was, as ijones, oharper, and tsato were still in the office.

There were a lot of explosions today. I'm absolutely terrified. I'm alright, and things seem to be back to normal, but for a while there captjackhark and I didn't have contact with the office as mobiles and landlines were down! And we were transporting a guest at the time, as well, so you can only imagine how awful we felt. "Welcome to Cardiff. Now run for your life" doesn't quite have a welcoming ring to it, does it?

On the other hand, I got to drive!

We're still having phone and other network issues. tsato has managed to get us up and running on something called "bare bones", and ijones is trying to find a way for me to at least get in contact with Caraidfab to let him know I'm okay and at the office.

-38 As a 1930s wife, I am Very Poor (Failure) Take the test!

It must have been that drinking and profane language....and I hardly do any cooking at home. But Cariadfab likes to cook, so why should I tell him to stop?

I really ought to write something more profound than taking quizzes, but lately it seems to be all I've got time for. captjackhark might be back, but work is still plenty busy, plus he keeps insisting I tell him everything that happened while he was gone, so I'm spending so much time in his office these days and none at my own desk!

I did, however, have time to try out a new web browser called Opera. I like it, but every time I start it up, it shows me everything I looked at the day before. tsato, can you fix it for me?

I do believe I'll be heading home soon. Staying until 11PM on a Friday night at the office is just absurd, but it's my own fault for volunteering.

I have an appointment tomorrow morning with the seamstress ijones left me the number for, so I really should head home soon and gather together all my ripped out dress pictures. I want something simple, and it's been so hard trying to find something that isn't dripping in lace. ijones, the lady I spoke with on the phone seemed quite fond of you!

Cariadfab's been messaging me that he's at home and waiting for me, so I had better go and see what he's doing. He's a bit lost with his best mate being out of the country.

ijones did this...

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ijones, oharper, and tsato - What do you say to a pub night tonight? captjackhark wants to come along...is that okay with everyone?

ijones has tagged me. Since I'm still awake (but at home!! I promise!), I might as well do this. oharper, is there anything I can give Cariadfab so he stops snoring?


The Rules:
1. Each player starts with 8 random facts/habits about themselves.
2. People who are tagged, write a blog post about their own 8 random things, and post these rules.
3. At the end of your post you need to tag 8 people

1. When I was a little girl, I had to learn Welsh because my grandmum refused to speak English. She also was upset that I used 'mum' and not 'mam'.
2. I can recall the number of times I've actually gotten pissed on two hands, and everytime I was with at least one of my co-workers. Either I don't drink much, or I can really hold it.
3. I like to read the headlines on the tabloids and then make up my own stories to go along with them.
4. I don't like wearing gold jewelery or gold coloured items. (Which is why Cariadfab got me a Platnum ring!)
5. I hate not having a plan worked out ahead of time to deal with something, but I'm getting better at accepting that we sometimes can't do that.
6. When I was at university, every weekend my roommates and I would go out and try to get random blokes to buy us drinks.
7. I have absolutely no problem lying about my current status as a PC. Sometimes I even lie and say I'm a DCI if it's needed.
8. I have at least 10 business suits in my closet that I never wear.

The only person not on my list who hasn't been tagged yet is silverstah, so I tag you!

I really do enjoy nice quiet days at the office. Of course, I'm still not sure which one of us is the boss, but I guess that sort of thing will get sorted out later. oharper is still treating me as his boss. I'm not sure if it's out of anger at Jack or because he wants to support me. I'll take it either way.

Cariadfab and I had a lovely dinner last night to celebrate his new promotion, and he took me over to his office so I could see it. It's a bit industrial, but I suppose that's to be expected when it's a lorry company! He wants us to get our picture taken so he has something professional to put on his desk. Apparently the photo of the two of us out camping isn't an acceptable desk photo. Funny, I have it on my desk here and everyone thinks it's cute! But, I'll humour him and I told him we can go over the weekend as long as I'm not working. We need a nice engagement photo to send to family, anyway.

I'm trying to buy a wedding planner for me to keep everything in, but whenever I search on Amazon, all I get is the silly movie. I did find this book I think I might order. I don't want a large wedding, and I don't think Cariadfab does, either. Really, it will all come down to convincing our mums we want a small wedding. I think I'll be avoiding my mum for a few months.

I can't tell you how relieved I am, and yet at the same time a little miffed that he's strutted back in and expects me to just turn over leadership back to him like he hasn't been missing for months. He doesn't even offer an explanation, either. Just that he was "out there" and came back "for me"...though, I have a feeling it has nothing to do with me personally and more to do with ijones. Though I do have to say, he wasn't too pleased to find out about my engagement to Cariadfab. I have no bloody clue why, either. He's met Cariadfab. He knows he's a good bloke.

Oh, and an old friend of his showed up last night, too...though he once again didn't tell us anything about him, only that he was no longer a friend. But when his friend asked for help finding something....he agreed and let us all go on a crazy chase around Cardiff for items his friend "lost". I wound up locked in a storage locker thanks to this friend of his! Thank goodness oharper, tsato, and ijones found me before the place ran out of air!

He felt bad for what happened though, and as a treat for all of us, he checked us into a 5-star hotel and treated us to every single spa treatment imaginable...some I think he made up on the spot! tsato and I got to enjoy a lovely day of complete pampering all compliments of our boss. I have no idea what the boys got up to, though, since the spa separates the men and women.


Oh! And I have some excellent news! Caraidfab received a promotion at work! He's gone from being an assistant manager to a full manager. He's in charge of his own team of drivers and lorries, and he even was given his own secretary instead of sharing one poor girl between all the assistants. Unfortunately, we still haven't managed to find time to celebrate, but I'm heading out soon and I plan on giving him...well, let's just say I'm quite proud of him and he'll know it.

I can't tell you how happy I was to see the Cardiff skyline all lit up as we were coming in. 17 hours on various forms of transportation has left us all exhausted, but after stopping at each of our flats to drop off our bags, we're all back in the office. Got to catch up on the things we missed! My inbox is, of course, full to bursting with items from several of our sister offices. While in the air we heard that the President was assasinated, and the new PM was shot by his lovely wife! Sounds all a bit fishy to me. Shortly after that I became quite dizzy, fortunately oharper was my seat mate.

When we stopped by my flat I gave Cariadfab a long kiss and put back on my engagement ring. My finger felt a little naked without it the past few days.

Everything looks like it's in order here, so I think we all might be able to go home in a while and get some quality sleep in our own beds. After we all go down the pub for a few rounds. I think we all deserve it.

Speechless is about the only thing I can come up with after that announcement. The three of us (oharper, tsato, and myself) just sort of all stared slack-jawed at the radio after hearing the announcement. Tosh is trying to get the BBC feed to work again so we can try and get visual confirmation, because this just is so weird and strange.

Oh! I just got a ding from hotmail. It's another email from Cariadfab...he says it wasn't a joke and he saw it live on the telly at work. He sad the reporters are all up in arms about this. I asked him to see what he could find out for us. I really hate being out of the loop. Good thing we've still got contact with Caraidfab, even if it is via a hotmail account.

Of course, we'll be in the air when all this action is going to be happening...I wonder if that was deliberate?

I haven't seen ijones in a while, either.

Finally! Someone saw fit to hand ijones a packet of tickets for us to go home tomorrow! We've got a small chartered plane to take us to the big airport and then we're flying home straight into Cardiff. I've emailed Cariadfab to let him know we'll be back tomorrow, but I told him not to come to the airport. We need to get back to the office first thing to make sure it hasn't fallen apart. I had an email back from one of the PCs that the emergency lights were on at the office, so at least we know there's still power there. Not having access to our files is proving to be highly annoying, but tsato is pushing on through.

Our sister agency has been talking to ijones more than they have to me, and I'm really beginning to feel rather useless around here. I haven't yet figured out if it's a gender issue, or if it's just them being rude. But with them only communicating with ijones, and tsato working on fixing our connection, and oharper treating a few minor illnesses of the hotel staff...I'm useless. Perhaps this really was all my fault and that's why they don't want to talk to me about it.

I'm sitting here with the little transistor radio. Saxon won by a landslide, according to both the BBC World report and the email from Cariadfab. Cariadfab also said that someone came round our flat this morning and tried to tell him I was injured and I was asking for him and he needed to go with them. Some prank. I suppose whomever it was knew I hadn't been home in a few days and thought it would be fun to prank Cariadfab, though he said he didn't recognize the bloke. He told them he knew I wasn't injured and knew they weren't work mates of mine and told them to shove off.

The radio is reporting that the cabinet has been in seclusion for the past hour. That's a bit odd, for the first day on the job, isn't it?