Happy Sunday! Hope the weekend is serving you well.
I had a Friday of watching blond chicks try to ‘competition’ one another via the fine art of ‘picking up bottles of water with their bare feet,‘ followed by exceedingly creative ‘sent to me’ pictures of ‘apples,’ dashed with a moment where in which ‘Double B’ described another human..like this…
‘Well, imagine sausage meat.. being squeezed into the skin…..that’s what she looks like.’
Even though it’s bitchy and disturbing on most levels. Lol. I’ve got to admit that it couldn’t be more creative! I love her for her ‘one liners’ and descriptive terms of endearment. (If ‘endearment’ meant abuse.) She comes out with the most hilarious verbal glints of sassiness ever.
Life just *paused* at that point and Firmonnell, Hustle Barbie, Double B and I literally wee’d ourselves in absolute hysterical LAUGHTER! I’m telling you, it’s those moments that make life ‘alive.’ The way I see it, if you’re not laughing your way through it, then you’ve got no hope at all. 🙂 Firmonnell tried to explain this to me whilst we were sat in a cupboard, yet about love and how ‘beauty fades.’ I got the ‘jist’ of it, yet she delivered it like it was a cheesy American ‘life coaching’ infomercial, had to stop herself to piss herself laughing and then cried because she found herself so funny!
Then it was the weekend.
I’ve kept it ‘family’ and just spend it with The Babies, but as you know, this is Wunna land, so there’s no regular twiddling of thumbs to church music. We have been and done EVERYTHING. It’s been one magical, glittery family blur.
We committed to park pinics, we shopped, we smashed up Toys R Us, followed by a bit of bouji lunch at Cosmos. (Ruby’s favourite place to lunch.) We then tinkered to the local Gala, where pretty much every human I knew, along with their loin fruit, did ice creams and bouncy slides with stunt shows and fair groundy treats. Followed by that, it was all cocktails, cups of tea and balloon bursting at Ego in Ackworth. I go there a lot, it’s my ‘Where everybody knows your name’ spot. I go there to think. I go there to drink. I go there to pass time.
Infact, one of the girls that works there had told me that someone at another table has spotted me and was trying to take a photo, as I winked at a cabonara. Do know that you can come up to me…I don’t bite and I will happily selfie with you. I’m an attention whore. I love it. 😉
Then Junior decided that he was still hungry, so as Ruby sauntered off with her Dad (she’s a Daddy’s girl) I then had to take Junior to ‘The Carleton’ just so he could have Mac & Cheese..and he smashed it.
Long story short. Lots of fun had. Lots of ‘smelling the roses’ and not getting stressed about what lies ahead. I have massive changes going on in my world, that it’s almost turning ‘fairytale’ by accident. It seems that ‘fairytales’ keep happening to me. I guess because i’m lucky? Yet, if you were to look through the archives of my life or just see into my mind, my life story, things haven’t really been so ‘fairytale,’ i’ve just managed ot get up, dust myself off and with laughter keep moving forward. It’s that ability that has sort of made any Wunna Land success happen. I’m not a sulker. Life’s too short.
You don’t know what’s going to happen and I agree that the most successful people DO PLAN OUT a magical future and work hard to get there, yet in my mind the most successful HUMANS are the ones that see what they have, are able to make the most of it, enjoy their present moment with all their soul and just look forward to whatever lies ahead…happily…and without fear.
Good things happen to good people.
I have lots lined up. I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow. I’m about to go meet ‘House of Solo’ for a catch up. I’ll just drink gin and listen.
I had a great brunch with Baby Junior at ‘Shake & Burger’ at The Frenchgate, Doncaster this morning. It was all milkshake floats and diner vibes. He was simply desperate to go. So I got up at the crack of dawn, to get him there.
All babies are now with their Daddies. It’s Sunday. We’re Yorkshire. They’re all doing Sunday dinners.
I’m feeling rebellious, yet my inner glam will kick in and prevent nonsense from occurring. I’m good like that.
Lots of blog lunches, and cocktail bars are ahead of me in July. Let’s hope my body can handle it.
It’s doing alright so far.
Have a fun Sunday.