If you ever make a girl *squeak* you have made her happy.
Now, when I say *squeak,* I don’t mean a *squeak* for no real reason. Nor do I mean, a *squeak* out of shock, surprise or when someone squeezes your love handles without your consent. I don’t even mean it muckily…not that mouse noises are really a speciality in the bedroom for most.
When I say *squeak* I mean the moment where in which an adoring guy, tells an adoring girl something and it makes her SO happy, that it fills her entire soul with love and excitement, SO much to the point that in a split second, her world becomes a swirl, her emotions swizzle all the way up her body, and an uncontrollable, yet innocent euphoric moment of ‘happy dance’ occurs and *squeak*…There you have it….she beams.
I looked to my left today and watched ‘Firmonnell’ *squeak* and it kinda made me smile, as watching people during those moments makes the moment ‘live.’ It’s contagious. She was on the phone to ‘Big D’and he totally made her *squeak.* So gents, you know, if you ever make a girl happy, it’s that moment where her heart skips a beat, her hands delicately fist up and crunch against her mouth, her eyes smile because they can’t help it and she *squeaks* with simple excitement. I told you…it made me smile. (Even though I annoyed her all the way through the phone call.)
‘What’s he saying? What is it? Tell me NOW! No honestly..what??’
It made me notice that I haven’t *squeaked* over a boy in ages. Work, excitement and achievements have made me *squeak,* MORE than *squeak,* yet it’d be nice to have some other chick, look to her left, whilst i’m on the phone to someone who adores me…and have her notice my *squeak* with smiles. 🙂
I’ve had a really busy day, but a great day! Again! I couldn’t be a happier being right now. I’m beaming and you can see it in my strut and my smile. Everything is slotting into place, as i’ve got it now, I have my balance and system SORTED.
Work is fabulous. Home life with the babies is a wonder. I’m emotional this week and definitely must be getting my period soon. (I think all my chick friends are. We must all be on the same cycle, as I noticed today that we were ALL on a very unglamourous HUNT for substance, in what we call the ‘FILTH DRAWER.’ The ‘Filth Drawer’ contains forbidden chick goodies, like sugary delights, sweets, chocolate, carbs, biscuits…you name it. It’s good dirty filth. It never ends, until the drawer is depleted of goodies. You couldn’t get us OUT of that fucking drawer today. 🙂 It was like it was filled with 100 dollar bills, diamonds and marriage proposals in it. Lol.)
But my day has just been getting better and better! I mean to say it started of shit at 7am, whilst Keiran (Junior’s Dad) came to pick the littlest up and decided to moan at me because ‘I’m a woman’ and I don’t know how to appropriately De Ice a car. *I roll my eyes.*
I shouted at him because he was lingering and I was in a rush. I had places I needed to be and school runs before that.
‘What? I’m just trying to be helpful??? I’m sorry you’ve taken it that way.’
‘I don’t think just being stood there, doing nothing and simply being critical is the art of being helpful.’ (Add Wunna scowl here.)
Surely being helpful involves helping? Lol. Don’t stand there and moan at someone because you know a better route to success, yet without you being bothered to help.
I De Iced my car MY WAY. I got in it. I dashed off with a pout, a hair toss and with my glammy first born in tow. SO THERE. 🙂
Yet, from that point on….my day turned wonderful. 🙂 Yes, again..it was BUSY. Yes, again…felt a little nagged by naggers. (I don’t like naggy folk, they give me a rash. I’m focused, yet laid back and find naggy types ungraceful.
Chill. Listen. Get it sorted. Boss it out. Then smile. Peace
However, anyway, I ended up leaving the office today with a giant white plastic bag with Leukemia Care printed on it in red,
‘I don’t know why I gave you a Leukemia bag, as I don’t know anyone with Leukemia,’ said ‘Double B.’ Lol
(She was super tanned today and rocked the top knot once more. She got confused by South Africans and still doesn’t know how to spell ‘poach.’ However today she gifted me with an ENTIRE STACK LOAD OF ‘Ah i just don’t want them‘ House of CB dresses to wear..
‘Well they’re better for you to wear and get papped in, then me to wear in Wakey. If you don’t like them just bin’em.
What?? Now, you always have to becareful with ‘Double B’ as her warped sense of judgment can get the better of her. (‘Firmonnel, Fairytale Blond, Hot Sarah’ and I were all super skeptical over a cup of tea that she was potentially going to make, earlier on in the day)
But once I got home and had a peek in my Leukemia bag…What I literally FOUND was the MOST AMAZING House of CB dress choices, IN THE WORLD EVER. And i’m not even joking.
It was literally every single dress choice that I would’ve picked. Sequins, and lace, dark green, pink and boobie sexiness. In fact, I already own one of them…so now I have two. *COULDN’T BE HAPPIER.* As if she was going to take them to the tip. As if she just gave them to me, to give them a glitzier life. Lol. As if they came in a leukemia bag, like they were ill. Haha.
‘There’s £100 dresses in there that I haven’t worn…you can have them… I’m having a clear out..’
Utterly the sweetest chica ever…Under layers of orange tan. (Thank you 🙂 I loves you mucho! (I honetsly have the greatest chick friends! They buy we flowers, cakes with my own face on, booze, bake me cottage pies, gift with me leukemia bags filled with House of CB dresses! Your ‘300 days of the year’ friends are shit in comparison to mine. Lol.)
Then to top it all off, when I first arrived home, I had a postman card wedged through my letter box,
‘Parcel left with neighbour at 17.’
So, I leave Ruby inside at door step, to beable to peek at me, yet mainly to make sure she’s safe and warm and then I totter off to number 17, which was only 2 doors away (I make it sound like i’m off on an adventure) in my *clippety cloppety* heels and giant grey and black faux fur. I ‘Catwalked’ it there.
I ring the door bell, wait and a tiny, little, grey haired granny, with the warmest smile and green pinny on looks up at me, with my parcel in her hand. Awwww!
I thank her ever so graciously, she makes sure I know that it was ‘no problem at all Chrissie,’ and I saunter back with the funnest baby pink and black, package known to mankind? It was filled with ‘Girl Power’ quotes saying things like ‘Girl Gang’ and ‘Boys are shit.’… LOL…and well…
…there was a note….
Surely I’m not so lucky to get TWO surprise girly parcels in ONE DAY! AND ON A TUESDAY! Nothing fun ever happens on a Tuesday!!
But yes…My little Missy Empire treats arrived on my door step today! Can’t wait to show you want Wunnaland ordered! 🙂 I think they deserve a weekend debut!
Inbetween the ‘Double B’ gift bag of House of CB and the Missy Empire door step knocks was a moment…and it was a moment where in which Ruby and I simply sat across a table from one another in a restaurant having a casual dinner…Nothing big, nothing fancy…but just special. The one on one time that I have with both bambinos matters to them massively. Ruby was filled with glee and I just watched her..I wondered with warmth what she would be like as a 20 year old, what she would become, who would she date, what job would she had. It was the first time I really looked at her and saw just how grown she was becoming.
She saw me glaring at her and cheekily said,
‘You know…I think you’re the most beautiful girl in the whole wide world.’ 🙂
‘That’s strange, because I KNOW YOU’RE the most beautiful girl in the whole wide world.’ 🙂
‘I love you Mum.’
‘I love you Baby.’
‘Mum…we’re all living different worlds, but doing it in one big world.’
As if that came out of my five year old! I was so proud! How amazing! It made me quietly and internally *squeak.* 🙂
Then we ate sweet potato fries and giggled the night away.
Now if you were to slowly zoom up and away from us, until we were only tiny little *dots,* on this BIG GIANT Earth ball, surrounded by zillions of other tiny little dots…ALL doing life…Living ‘Our world’ in one ‘big world.’
Tonight you’d see that we were the HAPPIEST TINY DOTS in the ENTIRE Glittery Universe.
Y’know, right now, I feel like the luckiest person alive 🙂 and it’s not even down to me, it’s simply down to the people that I’m accidentally surrounded by. It’s funny how your surroundings can completely change your *beam.* If you do anything after reading this blog, make sure you try to make someone *squeak.*