I definitely sat in a room today, with each one of my girl besties and took part in what I would call a somewhat glamourous ‘biology class.’ ou would never have thought that I was the product of not ONE but TWO Doctors, as Biology, has certainly never been a forte of mine. However, now..I feel much better, because the rest of my chicks friends are even more SHOCKING, when it comes to the rules of science.
So in the group….Some of us have had babies. Some of us… have not. I noticed that the ones who haven’t quite yet produced ‘Mini Mes’, didn’t know how or where babies come from? Lol. Yes, they’re all grown twenty something adults. 🙂 Glamour Pusses, to be exact. All ambitious. All driven. All hard working.
It went a bit like this..
‘Well, they say that if you have a baby later on in life, you’re more likely to have a boy, because more girls are produced by accident.’
‘Wait! So girls are becoming extinct???’
‘No, You’re just more likely to have a boy.’
‘Yeah, but in school we learnt about the X/X chromosomes and the x/y chromosomes, which would mean…’
‘I didn’t learn that in school…’
‘Wait, so I can only get pregnant, two days of the month?’
‘It’s weird how people just fall pregnant after a one night stand…’
‘You’re period has to be regular…’
‘Well i had an ovulation app…and i lived by it…’
‘Where do babies actually come from… Like i don’t actually know??’
‘Yeah, but Double B isn’t on the pill and she…’
‘She never has sex…’
‘It’s SCIENCE! OBVS!’
Then we quit playing ‘biology,’ as we had better things to do with our time. (Surprisingly.)
Mel decided that she needed to see a Doctor and an Optician all in the space of three hours, incase she had a brain tumour.
Mel: ‘Fucking’ell. I don’t want an injection in my eye. I’m having to go to Pinders tomorrow! Is it normal for Opticians to touch you?’
Me: ‘What d’ya mean, touch you? Lol. They do get close to your face.’
Fairytale: ‘They have too!’
Mel: ‘He was fit anyway…It’s just a bit weird that…’
Then ‘Fairytale’ and ‘Hustle Barbie’ decided to indulge in Kurt Geiger boot drama.
Fairytale: ‘These aren’t as comfy as they were in the shop.. I just wanna go home me…’
Hustle: ‘Well yeah, because everyone else has tried them on in the shop. I just need good boot for Budapest on Saturday.’
And ‘Firmonnell,’ ….my very best chica ‘Firmonnell’…dyed her hair pink. 🙂
(Haaaaa H’HAAAAAAAAAAAAA! What an idiot!)
Nothing makes me more delighted, than the fact that she tried to dye her OWN HAIR BLOND and instead she managed to lift her pretty head up from the sink and find that it was PINK. (Well, I say pink. No. She says PINK. It’s not pink. It just glows pink from a blondish head of hair.)
‘IT’S PINK! It’s fucking PINK.’
‘It’s really not.’
‘I thought i’d just go to sleep, let the world take a turn and wake up in the morning to see if i’d like the colour. I laid in bed for about 3 minutes and like a lunatic was back in the mirror to see if it had magically changed colour. If Double B was here, she’d tell me the truth. She’d tell me that I looked like i sold…’
Moderately dramatic. Yet, I love it when she’s all drama and evil. That’s why we ALL get along. ‘Firmonnell’ and I are on a really good banter stream with each other right now. Our banter, cannot even be competed with.
Firmonell: ‘Ooh, it makes me feel so good! I can feel the evil running through…’
Me: ‘…my soul.’
Anyway, fifty little pounds later and a £90 cancelled booking, ‘Big D’ (her delightful husband, who was probably sick of her moaning) had found her a trip to a rather bouji hairdressers, to change her life ‘back to blond.’ I love ‘Big D’ for that. He scores HIGH in the ‘Husband stakes.’He’s doing EVERYTHING RIGHT, right now. Where’s my ‘Big D???’ Wait! Hahaha. That sounds so rude!
Then I got bored and started Googling Prada. Shoes to be exact. Not because I particularly need any. Just simply because it makes the world a safer place. We’re committing to all things that makes us happy, right? Like the mesmerizing glow of the Dior makeup stand in ALL department stores…scrolling through the Prada or Jimmy Choo website….just makes me happy.
Then our guy friend ‘Jonesez’ who definitely needs to find himself a girlfriend, decided to make loving assumptions, as he carefully strutted passed each one of us, with caution. (He’s like a thoughtful, annoying, little brother to us all. But we love him madly because he buys us sweets.)
To Fairyatle: ‘Can I have some of your lip balm? It’ll be like we’ve kissed then.’
(Reply: Why are you so weird?)
To Me: ‘Yeah. I’ll definitely go ice skating with you. It’ll be like we’re on a date.’
(Reply: It’s not a date dude.)
To Hustle: ‘I thought you said *give head* then.’
(Reply: *BLANK* )
He’s such a Love Bunny. He can’t even help it! He’s cute! 🙂 To be fair. He’s a nuisance. But he’s fun and probably one of the most thoughtful boys ever. We love him really.
But away from all that. I’m really busy. I’m trying to book a stay at a Forest Cabin, for the week before Christmas. For Ruby, Junior, my Mum, Dad..you get the picture. The Wunna’s.
I’ll also have a birthday around that time. I’ll be blogging from the cabin, through that week. It’s one of my favourite places. I haven’t booked it just yet. But I’ve been chatting back and forth with Forest Holidays all day today, because the cabin that I wanted is so popular, that it’s already booked up.
Firmonnell: ‘You can’t just have people chucked out of a cabin for you. Lol.’
Me: ‘ No. I know.I’m not trying to… I just…STOP TRYING TO RAIN ON MY PARADE!! Lol.’
I’m also trying to find a place where I can ‘open air’ ice skate during the festive months? Have Millennium Square in Leeds stopped doing the open air ice skating thing or something? I wanna go with the kids. I wanna go with my friends. I need it in my life and it’s nowhere to be found?
I was under the fond misconception, that it always appeared, as soon as the whole German Market affair tinkered to light? I’m wrong! I’ve fantasized about ‘open air,’ Christmas ice skating, in Leeds. Now, my dreams are shattered. 🙂
How can I have a ‘open air’ ice skating birthday, if there isn’t anything to skate on?
‘No! I don’t want to go to an ice rink. It has to be OPEN AIR!!!!’
(Lol. I’m feeling quite high maintenance today. I’m flipping demanding cabins, Prada and ice skating rinks. It’s the girls, they’ve evoked my inner Diva.)
But yes, it’s a busy time of merriment for me, or any blogger really, right now. I’m headed into such a fun season. It’s my favourite season and it’s so much better than Summer, because there’s an emotional warmth to Christmas isn’t there?
It’s not just a bikini pout, a poolside sun lounger and a instagram pic of you and an inflatable flamingo. There’s a magic to this season. A real magic. And this magic meanders around, until every single one of us, smiles and enjoys a warm apple cider, tinsel dripped December.
It’s that ‘magic’ that makes us feel good and when we feel good…. we can conquer the world!