Yesterday was so much fun. Was it yesterday? Yeah…yesterday! I’ve literally been all over the land, working my merry tinker of a booty off and I’m feeling really lucky. I’m knackered though. God! It’s been trains, travel, bars, restaurants people, social media and deadlines…NON STOP. But i’m loving every second and I’m counting my lucky..stilettos?
They say, ‘Hard work pays off,’ and slowly, but surely, when it’s your turn to shine…it will. Everyone’s always in some kind of race…and you don’t need to be. You don’t need to compare yourself to someone else. They may be on Chapter 20, when you’re only on Chapter 1. ..and that’s fine. Just be inspired, hone your talent, enjoy every minute and push forward, whilst concentrating solely on what YOU’RE doing.
People will talk. LET THEM.
Chrissiewunna.com ONLY became popular via people talking & gossiping about me. 😉
You’ll make your dreams come true, if you give the world something of value.
People never post their failures online…They tend to only talk about them, once they’ve made it big. The good thing about this little blog, is that you live my triumphs and failures as I go along…
It’s human nature..
But preach over…Let’s chat…
I hardly slept at all yesterday. Ruby’s away on holiday with her Dad. Junior had an evening with his Father last night also. I was all on my own, with my flipping meditation app and hated every second of not having the kids around me. (I like hearing them screaming in the background.)
I’m so lucky right now, because I never feel alone, because of them. However, I dread to think what life would be like, when i’m really really old, if I stayed single and alone forever? I’m just not that kind of person. I don’t want that. I don’t deserve that. I want to feel love and give love always. I’m just not willing to settle for ‘Mr.Anyone,‘ for the sake of ‘just because.’ I’d rather be alone than ever be with someone who wasn’t right!
I want that magic. That unconditional love that swirls through two people, who can’t help BUT be soul mates..
And i’m sure i’ll find it…It’ll pop out of nowhere, when I least expect it to…But like I said, I’m in no race. I’ll do my own story, at my own pace…I have absolute faith in my own version of life. I never know what’s going to happen to me in the end, I just know it’s going to be something wonderful…
I bumped into Passionate Jaz, Baby Tom & No Knicks yesterday afternoon, at the pub.
It was ace. Passionate Jaz, was hungover and needing carbs to survive another hour of life. She had fallen asleep on a really comfy bin, in town, enticed ‘Baby Tom’ with her sexiness..
‘You’re definitely *getting some* when we get home. 😉 ‘
Baby Tom, IMMEDIATELY orders a taxi (woo’ed by the debauchery.) He gets them home, straight away, at the speed of ‘I definitely have a boner’ light. Then ONCE HOME, Jaz, tells him off….
‘If you dare come near me or in this room…’
..and so he ends up just sleeping on the sofa, cuddling a bottle of Jack Daniels. Lol.
I love them. They’re my favourite couple. I love hanging out with them…and watching them eat nachos.
Jaz: ‘I do like custard?’
Me: ‘I like custard..’
Jaz: ‘I like rice pudding with jam on me..’
Tom: ‘Oh yeah. Her ship was leaking..Lol’
Jaz: ‘I was definitely on the sinking ship. His friends didn’t like me…’
Me: ‘I don’t like Ben because he lied about me..’
No Knicks: ‘My ex cheated on me..’
Jaz: ‘Stop dating people you work with!’
Me: ‘It’s never really a good night if someone isn’t hysterically crying for or kicking off..’
Tom: ‘Owt for Nowt..’
Me: ‘There’s literally A MILLION SINGLE MEN in they city of LEEDS, ALL looking for love. Why can’t you find ONE, that DOESN’T work with you??
Tom: ‘I’ll have a pint of Peroni please..’
Jaz: ‘I want a Jam Roly Poly now…’
No Knicks: ‘I hate that i’m single…Please tell me that it’s going to be okay, because i’m 29, never been married with no kids.’
She’ll be fine though. I mean, ’29, never been married with no kids,’ is a much easier sell, than..
‘Hi. I’m Chrissie. I’m 37. Been married 3 times, oh and I have two babies… to two different guys.’
That is my first date banter…because I always feel like I need to get it out in the open STRAIGHT AWAY. I let THEM take it from there..Lol
I remember being sat in ‘The Swirls’ (do I still call him ‘The Swirl’ or should I call him ‘T Bone?) Anyway, it wasn’t this Easter, but the Easter before and I was sat on his sofa, after sex…in his apartment in Ipswich, with ‘Dinner Date’ on as telly background and to our right, was a GIANT canvas picture, with a half naked, abstract artsy lady painted on it. The canvas was LEMON and the lady seemed to be dancing? She looked all FREE….
T Bone: ‘That’s not mine. It was already here when I moved in.. Lol.’
Anyway, I told him the 30 something, married loads of times, two babies, to two different daddies spiel…
I did my usual *pause* afterward…(I always do it, to scan their face…)
The 30 something thing, didn’t bother him. He’s a younger 30 something than me. And even though he did look, a little taken a back, by my story…for a second…
He paused, tried to say something humourously sensible at me…Then pointed at the tv….in fact at Kim Kardashian, because an E Network Advert had come on…and said..
‘It’s only like her. She’s been married a couple of times…I think you’re great girl. I think you’re lovely.’
Smooooth. 😉 It was sweet of him to refrain from being judgemental. The less judgemental a guy is, the more i’m going to fancy him.
Me: ‘Well, it’s my story. I can’t help my story or my past. There’s nothing I can do about it, so people kinda just have to either love me for it or lump it..’
How did I get so distracted???
The rest of the yesterday, I sat with a table of guys…who were all on the gin after the races. A really good set of lads. Some were better at banter than others.. Then ‘Stringer’ sang ‘Hero’ by Enrique Iglesias, IN SPANISH…lovingly, into his fruity gin…
He was actually AMAZING…
He sang EXACTLY THIS…into his gin…whilst ordering Dominos.
Then we talked about Stag Do’s. How I was accidentally on HIS stag do. KatyP came back from a BBQ, with Golfer Jonny, the MOST PISSED I had ever seen her...Lol.
‘Holy shit! What happened to you, in that time???’
I hugged everyone…Then it was home time…I got home. Stripped down naked. Turned out the lights and online stalked the people I fancy, in bed… after Peroni’s. (Haha. Tragic. 😉 )
This morning I woke up from a Snapchat message from Big Brother 9’s Rex Newmark, who’s actually really good friend of mine. He pretty much said my outfit made me look like I was headed to a ‘rodeo’ 🙂 and then we mutually agreed that I looked like a hooker..
Rex: ‘Both good choices. Never a wives favourite though. Haha.’
Me: I’m NEVER a wives favourite!’
Rex: ‘When are you back in London. I want you to visit some of my restaurants…?’