Happy Sunday Dolls! Don’t forget that how you spent your Sunday determines how your Monday morning will pan out. I don’t really care if you’re not listening, it’s life, have fun…but don’t say I didn’t warn you. š
The weekend has been amazing, because I just needed it. I’ve feeling sassy and dazzled with awesome. I’m on this kite flight of confident right now and well, as chick, when you feel that way, you kinda feel good, it’s sexy.
The babies and I have loved up, spend up and dined. I’ve enjoyed the sun, cocktailed and giggled my way through the ‘free days.’ I try to keep life balanced and right now i sort of couldn’t be more grateful for the way it all seems to be panning out. Weird, I know. I make like i’m so unlucky at times, when really, i’m pretty lucky. I know that. It’s keeps a secret smile on my kitten face. (Even though i did I have a conversation with a girl, who i know and adore, about Pete, who she’s I guess ‘sort of’ dating. Pete is Ruby’s Daddy. Anyway, we’re great so we’ll have a gossip, but during that, an old guy, in a army green STRING VEST came up and made fun of my eyelashes. Hahaha. Make fun of me all you want. I can take it i’m fun. I gave it back. But old Lord, don’t do it in an army string vest. There’s rules to that behaviour.)
As usual, the inbox is going crazy. I’m flattered, but not too bothered, as even though i’m a sucker for a selfie post, i’m never one to live for the result. Hahah. Contrary to popular belief. To be honest, i’m not sure what’s going on right now. I have noticed that over the last few days, my popularity, or accidental ‘slaying’ has shimmied upward?
I’m feeling really good right now, as i’m feeling independant and wonderful. There are options if i wanted to take them up, instead of shopping for shoes. Yet, i don’t really fancy anyone. And i don’t mean that in a ‘no ones is right’ kinda way. I’m a girl, i know who is right and who’s not..and who i might fancy. I just mean that i’m not in a phase of ‘bonkers’ where you feel helpless. It’s an awesome feeling as i feel on top of it all and dare i say…powerful? Lol
As you know, i’ve watched numerous episodes of Sex in The City and as it quotes, all girls can kinda pin point a ‘knock off hand bag in a second. Yet, and this is one of my problems, because chicks are stirred by love…we’re not very good at spotting a ‘knock off’ guy when it comes to love. Lol.
But the great thing about me is that i am awesome at dusting myself off and strutting onward with a smile.
I will say that i’m getting along with Keiran really well right now. Not romantically, just normally. (He’s my ex husband.) You know when there’s just personalities that just get long and ones that don’t. He sees it as ‘You had everything. A guy that really loved you, a happy marriage and you pushed it away.’ I see it as ‘you left.’ Haha. But the thing is , that we can laugh about it and get on with parenting Junior like champions. That’s what i like about it…and keeps him in the running. He’s not that stroppy and i hate stroppy boys. Y’know boys who act like you’re a weirdo when you’re just expressive. Or the ones that throw their teddy out the cot for no reason. Or ones that prejudge me.
However, talking about personalities that get along, I have newly and recently noticed that ‘London Business Man’ and I actually get along better than I or We realized. We have a good friendship right now.
Like we can go through all this ‘stuff’, like we did earlier…have a good time, or be narky with one another, tell each other everything and anything…not talk, talk…and just go on as normal, with laughter, like everything’s okay. I like that! I mean I ask his opinion on things, we point out when the other’s being what i would call ‘tragic’….and to be fair, i’d say, we’re getting on better now…as a development, than ever. There’s this less intense comfiness to it.
So that’s good. I like that we can talk. On the whole, the package with him is good.
Both those boys are Aries boys. Maybe i just get along with Aries boys? Or they just don’t hate me as much. š I actually also get along with my new Manchester guy friend…who i’m rubbish at being a friend to. He’s just a friend, all taken and happy and well he tried to call me the other day yet I missed it, as at the same time my Facebook was being idiotic and i couldn’t get to his call because he kept getting pushed down the inbox line, by messages from strangers. Which is annoying. But i much prefer a call. They’re not easier than a text, but oddly easier to read?
I’m getting ready for my work week. I’m having a movie night. I’m enjoying a vino and i forgot to get a pedicure. I’m confused by UFC. I’m craving a kfc. I dreamt that my friend was having a spelling test. Ā Lol and IĀ have lots of exciting things on the cards.
