July ain’t too shabby

I’m LOVING July. It’s really stretching a smile across my little minx like face of over bronzed, and slanted eyes of bedroom!  I’m just feeling OVER THE MOON and almost like I could leap through candy caned fields of delight, (Inspired by the fact that both Loverboy and I watched ‘Willy Wonka’s choccie factory’ yesterday) and paint the town peach with a side of Pina Colada. (Big Brother 11 is currently in my background, and John James is singing about combine harversters. I haven’t had time to watch it at all, this year due to nights out, dinners, love, shots and baby making. However, saying that if you add *work* and *working it* to that equation…i really haven’t had time to do much of anything!

Being back up north has been thoroughly enjoyable. I just felt like i needed a time out, to spend tapping Loverboy on the arm, and looking up at him with my eyes of bimbo, and telling him to give me a ‘love’ with a *giggle.* We’re really close right now, and glueing together more and more each day. Obviously i’ve been away working for a wee bit, which makes my poor ‘Handsome‘ feel half full. He’s not a boy who enjoys being abandoned in any way. But neither am I! I’m truely quite coupley and well the reason why our relationship works, is because we live each loving moment like it’s our last. We’re not afraid to adore each other, and tell each other how much we care…when we are together, we are in contact with each other emotionally. I’ve never felt this way about a boy in my life and well he cooks a mean Sunday Dinner…which would place him in the category of ‘Keeper!’ Make sure that when your with someone romantically, or on your way to being with someone romantically, or crushing on someone so badly, or even wishing to be near someone…that no matter what they bring out the best in you! I’m someone that in loving relationships, always seemed to put the ‘other temporary half’ infront of me. Even when i didn’t need to. I HAD the Ultimate power and passed it to them, until they took that handful of momentary power and beat me with it emotionally. ( lol. We’ve all been there!)  In life, well love, i’ve learnt that it is important to discipline yourself to put your deep rooted kitty cat needs in balance with what you feel you want or need to do, for you’re loved one.. Balance is everything! Plus, when you pay a keen interest in yourself then it’s amazing how sexy you become. (A guy taught me that on a balcony in LA.)

On Saturday I trotted over to the company of my darling ‘handsome’ who i hadn’t seen for the majority of the week due to work commitments. It was amazing, (apart from it looked like he hadn’t eaten in 4 days,) i hugged him and breathed and breathed like i once again felt magical. I love coming back home, because i get all molly coddled by my loved ones. My Mum was so worried about me when i was away, even though i’ve spent most of my adult life, swaggering it, through Hollywood…which isn’t really round the corner from old Badsworth. The smile in her eyes when she saw me said it all. I was exhausted, so i laid in bed, chatting. Mum cuddled up next to me, all excited and happy that i was home. I love *horizontal* chats. They are far more relaxed and you can pretend you’re still listening when you’re actually really asleep! Woohoo!

After Loverboy picked me up, and we cuddled on reclining chairs, we went to hang out with two of his friends…a couple called Jay & Lisa, who watched the show and wanted to meet me. They have two year old twin boys, who adorably wear identical clothing and eat crayons. We had lunch at the Turnpike…and talked about children, pits and going out next weekend. I enjoy meeting all Petes friends, because they’re all really different to my friends. It’s fun!

Anyway later we found ourselves in a Doncaster alley way in Bentley, in a shed, that was cleverly disguised as a pub..so Pete could pick up an item he bought on EBAY. Odd place really. It smelt like a thrift store. I’m not too keen on that smell. I’m a girly who enjoys, new, clean, and luxury. The finer things in life. Anything too used, to the point that it now pongs like the crotch of a grandmother, is not something i celebrate. I can’t. My body refuses to love it. I stood there, said nothing, smiled and craved tropical ice cream.

We got back to Petes, ordered a delicious curry with multi coloured rice. I hate mine whilst sat on the floor. Then as we laughed, joked and cuddled…we sat back and enjoyed a movie together…which was ‘Hannibal.’ (Rising.) LMAO. How romantic! Really put me off meat. I accidentally fell asleep, on Loverboy’s chest. He pushed two reclining chairs together, and i guess tucked us both in for the evening under blankets. Apparently he watched me sleep and instead of me being all Glamour pussy and beautiful, i totally laid back, with my mouth wide open, drool and my eyes half shut.

I love being Chrissie Wunna. Woke up the next morning to a delicious sunday roast dinner. Delicious! I’m having the best days off ever! I need to go groom! Cya Dollies! Life is really good right now. I mean, i’m really loving July and actually for once feeling like it’s a month that i’m not going to balls up! How wonderful. I’m actually doing things right! *Trophy please.*