So this weekend was the weekend where in which i met up with my new hire Hayley for afternoon, ‘Welcome to Wunna land’ cocktails and got soo pissed that I passed out in all my clothes, including my actual coat and leopard print heels, still, face down in bed and by six o clock…in the afternoon, after meeting her for cocktails at noonish. I intended on going out that night in Pontefract, yet instead I had a giant accidental, drunken strunken sleep..which was weirdly beneficial. I woke up feeling great. (After puking out my skittle cocktail and putting my fingers in my ears to the crazy Latin beats of Ricky Martin. Don’t get me wrong. I LOVE a bit of Ricky Martin, but you plonk ‘La vida loca’ on when you’re hungover. I swear to you, it is the music of THE DEVIL. It hurt my head, but i continued to play it simply to punish myself. 🙂 Whatever, I believe in fun.)
I was set to meet Hayley at 12.30 noon. FOR LUNCH. Lunch turned into just drinking, (that happens) and for some reason i wasn’t content with us just having a drink or two and believed that buying every cocktail on the entire menu was a MUST….a fucking must…with shots. UGH. 🙂 *Glitter bomb here*
We exchanged gifts, got really great service at RELISH Doncaster (which was our haunt of choice) and well I had gotten there early, so i had my first cocktail of the day at 11.49am. Never good..when intending to stay moderately sane and sober. 11.49am is a shit time of day anyway, so you might as well spice it up with a ‘Bahama Mama.’ Right?
We just got silly and silly is something that I know I do well. HOWEVER, it seems that Hayley is pretty God Damn good at ‘acting a fool’ also. Always good. Always dangerous, when armed with a Wunna.
Drinks were poured, a little bit of business was chatted about, more drinks were poured. Random grannies with their nails did, appeared out of nowhere…and we gave her a prosecco before she missed her bus. We dealt with the heaviest cocktail in all the land. We selfied. We belly giggled. Infact, laughter, love and life were talked about, before..more business….more cocktails…and more basic drunkeness. My phone got charged. I love bars that charge your phone for you and OMG, we accidentally GOT REALLY DRUNK. Relish loved us being there. People always love me showing up places and drinking because i act like a complete tool.A glamourous tool though. I mean, look at this shit..:)
WOWSERS! 🙂 PMSL
It was cool to do afternoon drinks, as when you order early booze, it makes everyone else in the bar feel okay with ordering their boozy beverages also. Everyone quits trying to be polite and just gets down to drinking. I made the whole of Relish believe drinking at such an hour was completely acceptable….with selfies. It is never acceptable to drink at 11.49am, you end up passing out in your coat by six in the afternoon.
God, we got pissed. I know, I keep sayin it, but it’s because i can’t believe how it popped out of nowhere.
In fact, hardly any business was talked about and instead we just had fun. THIS IS WHY WE CAN’T BE LEFT TO OUR OWN DEVICES. I mean, holy Shit, Graham, Haley’s husband had to turn up JUST to look after us, because we were all trollied and foolish, under the misconception that we were fine and ace.
Lots of fun though. I mean, my day started off pretty bland, with coffees at Starbucks and boring ‘tick tock’s’ that could’ve made watching paint drips dry exciting. By the time I got to Relish, life spritzed up a bit and it all got jazzed up, with high kicks and everything. I’m definitely never drinking again though, (*Slurps her wine*) as i do truly despise feeling like crap.
Sunday was great because I had slept so much the evening before that chill time and Mummy time with the babies was glorious. .
I took the the Babies to lunch with my Mama and had this amazing day chatting on the phone to the new…well…i’m not exactly sure how to define it, but it’s AMAZINGLY hilarious. 🙂 It’s like a bizarre yet fulfilling situation that I don’t think i could live without. 🙂 I’m impressed, humoured and well happy.
Let’s just say..if this was or is a relationship on it’s way to being built with big old solid, glitter bricks, instead of shitty bits of crumble bricks…then i’ve never done it in this manner before and for the first time i’m hooked and on someone’s manner, brain and personality. It’s weird because i feel like i’m a part of their life without…well..like i said, it’s a funny, happy yet difficult thing to explain.
But don’t be alarmed. It’s actually really great. It cracks me up, makes me smile and all the rest of life turns rosy. But i’m like that aren’t I. Like a leaf off a tree dolls. It’s bizarre, but i’m happy ad being happy is what it’s all about,. That’s what life is about.
So yeah, there’s so much i could tell you about all this but right now i won’t. Lol.
I have a full week of work and i’m loving it. I’m tired, but satisfied and truly grateful to have things on track and running smoothly 🙂 As everyone does, I learn a lot about myself on a daily and for once i’m looking and i’m loving every inch of what I represent. I’m doing great and i’m smiling…. and Kittens…it feels amazing.
Love you. I’m knackered.