Last night was fun!! It started with work and quiet moments of blogging. I had half a Peroni, as my merry bit of company. I usually always order that if i’m at my local pub. I don’t even know why? It’s just easy. I’d worked all day. I’d juggled the kids. Mcdonalds got the better of me. (Who knew that they did ‘table service’ now?)
Then an hour zoomed by, at the speed of light.
My pink laptop slammed shut and as the late afternoon kicked in, I sat with friends and just let life take over. Sometimes, that’s all you need to do and I usually hate it when people try to ‘fight the feeling.’ It means they’ve lost their sense of child like ‘adventure.’
My favourite time, is when day turns to night….It’s even better over a tipple.
(I always want to be proposed to, when day turns to night. The reason for that, is simply because it’s such a sexy part of the day for me. It feels really real. It’s exciting, but chilled, all at the same time.)
So, I’m working a lot right now, so i’m making sure I fit in family, rest and fun with friends, whenever I can, really? Today was meant to be quite busy. Yet, I have the whole of Eat Leeds, next week…So I switched things around to chill with the babies today.
IT’S BEEN A STRESSY ONE & NO ONE IS THROWING ME A BONE.
But, next week I’ll be kitty tottering to almost every single swanky bar/restaurant in Leeds city centre. I’m certainly gonna need a good litter of energy for that.
I’m excited through! Who wouldn’t be!! I’m lucky.
Last night was a good time. It was filled with laughter. The bantery kind. Where people were put together to just have some fun! I’m having lots of good times recently. Leeds, last week, was a really good time. My moments of escapism, are always filled with pleasure.
It started off with KatyP and I rambling on to ‘Golfer Jonny’ about how we could never EVER be in a SEX LESS relationship. And I really couldn’t, I’d DIE. I’m no ‘nympho.’ I’m far more in control than that. Yet, when I fancy a guy, ‘Ooooooooooooooh’ do I fancy him…So if I ever have an ‘object of my desire,’ he is usually in for a treat. 😉
At 37, I LOVE a bit of nookie. I’m a fully grown girl. I love my body and I love to give love and feel loved in return. So, if I had a partner and we’d decided to shimmie through life together, under a flag reading ‘FOREVER.’ I’d chose one with a ‘sexy disposition.’ I’d want him to be in to a bit of the ‘ooh laa.’
I was sat with a guy friend, who was waiting for his bets to roll in, as he showed me pictures of a cocktail, a salsa dancer and a bottle of wine , on his laptop.
Dude: ‘Did you think I did a good job?’
Me: ‘Yeah, yeah.’
Then Ms.Derry (who I adore) sauntered in, with KatyS, on the hunt for a pudding. Who honestly hunts for pudding??? Haha. The lost third course!! They crack me up!
I mean, they got their pudding, after searching MILES for a bit of cake.
‘We’re just three course girls and Electric theatre wouldn’t give us a pudding. We even went to Ego, but we were too late there. So we ended up here.’
(I love Northern girls. ‘Derry’ got chocolate cake and custard. Then fed it to my guy friend, who had initially mocked her pudding choice. I do love custard, but I hate a passing spoon feed, because i’m a total germaphobe. The worst thing anyone could do, is share a spoon. Lol It’s like when people suck a lolly and pass it on to another being for a suck. It’s awful. I’d die.)
Ms.Derry’s now fresh and single, after ‘pieing off’ a fifteen year relationship. But the great thing about her is, that just like ‘Firmonnell’ and I…she’ll simply get on with the next chapter merrily, with a smile and a wink, without moaning.
She’s a fun one and she’s amazing and like we were saying last night, if you are a boy, who is ‘VANILLA,‘ dashed in bland, then we’re far too tasty for ya! Lol. Yet, it’s always the tasty girls, that the boys chase. 😉
My guy friend, sat and learnt about chicks pretty fast…
It’s weird, because this year…has been a year of BREAKUPS. I’ve kinda loved it, as NOW, so many new people are crossing paths and so many new people, now have the opportunity to give a fresh version of life, a go!
A new start is always wonderful!
(People who don’t like them are only scared.)
Then just as ‘Derry’ was talking about my love life and saying..
Derry: ‘You’ll get it right, the next time around..’
Me: ‘Yeah! Yeah! I’ll definitely get married again, in the future. I’ll get it right, in the end.’
Derry: ‘You’re always so secretive about your relationships.’
…my phone *pinged* and ‘Firmonnell’ (who is my BEST chick friend of all time) starts a Snapchat banter. We enjoy to take the piss out of each other and like I always say, we’re not lame nor basic. We’re not chicks who cry into gin, take warm bubble baths to solve life problems and braid each other’s hair to Kylie tracks.
We’re successful, sassy hotties. Lol. When we chat…WE CHAT and it is GIRL BOSS BANTER.
Executive suites for everyone!
Unfortunately for me, my guy friend grabbed my phone, and started replying to ‘Firmonnell’ ….pretending to me.
People love to do that! But I don’t know why?? Lol
She knew it wasn’t me anyway, as soon as he referred to her as ‘HUN.’ (We would NEVER EVER, relate to each other as ‘HUN.’ We’re not dickheads. Lol)
Me: ‘You should’ve gone with Yo… BITCH.’
She knew when it WAS ME however, as whenever I mentioned a guy that I swirled with, she would give me her blunt sassy answers of ‘nada, no go.’
Me:’ He said he wanted to….’
Firmonnell: ‘He said that five years ago and still hasn’t…Lol’
Then she slagged my guy friend off, to my pretending to be me’ guy friend..because she knew my guy friend, was not actually me. (If you got that, you’re some kind of genius.)
It probably made him die inside a little.
I NEARLY DIED, a little. Lol
Me: ‘I really didn’t say that about you..Lol’
Friend: ‘Well at least I know the truth.’
Yet, let’s refrain from going on my phone and trying to tackle Big Girl banter, because YOU WILL get roasted!! Lol.
It was so much fun. Firmonnell messaged me this morning literally PISSING HERSELF, because she called my guy friend..
‘POOR, AND TOO MUCH.’
What is my life! No wonder I’m always fucking single!
So many options. Not one of them ever fits. Lol
But other than messing up a phone audition this morning, I don’t have anything else to report. I’ve just had fun with my dad and the babies, today.
I’m annoyed that I messed up my audition, because it’s something that i’d really be good at. Something that I want. But I was sat in my car, half in pyjamas, half in a pin stripped shirt, whilst listening to an echo on the phone…and I just…Well, I could’ve done better than that!
Let’s hope, I get another shot!
All four of us.