Morning!!! So sorry, I couldn’t whizzle out a little bit of ‘diary’ yesterday. I don’t know what happened? I just decided to surrender to ‘knackeredness’ after the weekend. I felt tired and hungover and both my babies are currently off school, so I found myself having to slide through tunnels in the sunshine, whilst having a picnic. Even though that sounds delightful to some….the park is NOT a place to be hungover. Bottom line…Ruby & Junior LOVED it and I guess, when it comes to life and parenting…that’s all that matters.
I now, NEVER blog when I’m shattered, as my story always lacks the essential ‘gusto.’ And I also try to refrain from blogging when drunk (these days)…as like tipsy texting…the blog is very rarely written by me and often should be credited to vodka. (Yet, I do adore a Wunna drunk blog. The last one ended in me being sick.)
Okay, so Saturday evening, I worked, I mummied and with a *wink* and a *shimmie,* I managed to FIT INTO my ‘diet dress‘ deliciously designed by The Kardashians, glam up, damn up and venture over to The Electric Theatre for ‘Fairytales’ 30th birthday. (I don’t do weight loss via scales and tape measures…I do it via goal dresses.)
Right, I haven’t seen all the girls, apart from ‘Firmonnell’ (who is my chick best friend,) in a really long while. My life tinkered me in a completely different direction….a far less bumpy road, filled with magic and selfie taking 😉 . Work & passion took my hand, things got busy, dreams came true and I sort of had to look behind me and *wave* them off, as I focused, on doing me, happiness and everything i’ve always wanted to.
(I told you, this is the chapter of my life, where I am being a shit friend…down to work.)
So, regardless, it was really good to bump into everyone, even though we couldn’t really ‘catch up.’ We dedicated the night to ‘Fairytale,’ who looked divine, tipsy and not even nearly 30! And we were there to make sure she knew that we adored her….via booze.
I was there first, even though the girls has NAGGED ME to make sure I turned up. I sent them a snapchat, after seeing they still had rollers in their hair and a boozy ‘ring of fire’ going on around a dining table. Lol.
‘You dicks. Don’t rush me here, when you’re not even fucking ready, let alone nearly HERE! Hustle’s still got rollers in! You’re shit friends. I’m here first. Lol’
They arrived…Pissed…and began hugging ans lip smooching me.
Firmonnell: ‘I feel really discombobulated from you right now!’
Me: ‘I feel like I have so much to say, but I can’t say it. I think it’s shocked my system being around everyone.’
(It was sort of like going back in time….glamourously, of course. We’re ‘dress up’ gals by nature, so we don’t like to look shit. There was one on the stage, one at the bar, two on the sofa and one squatted outside by a barrel and a play area with her hands over her mouth in shock. Lol But we all still looked fabulous.)
WE DON’T PLAY.
I got to chitter with Mel, eye talk with ‘Firmonnell,’ have a dance with ‘Hustle Barbie’ and private convo with ‘Double B.’ (Who still fucking cracks me up.)
What I DID notice is how much my life has actually changed. I didn’t really notice until that night. Lol. I also realized that even though I don’t miss that part of 2017 at all, I do value my individual relationships with them. I prefer meeting them individually. I’ve actually met ‘Firmonnell’ a lot. We actually each have really different relationships with each other.
I also noticed that since my merry absence….they’ve all got skinnier and they’ve all got naughtier…
I absolutely LOVE IT.
These girls are living FOR THEM, right now and nothing makes me *sizzle* more!
LIFE IS ABOUT CELEBRATING YOU, YOUR CHOICES, OWNING YOUR PATH AND GETTING HAPPY.
People waste so much time ‘thumb twiddling’ and being concerned over what others think. These girls are hilarious. The amount of times I heard…
‘I can do what I want’
…almost made my spine tingle. Lol. I’m a ‘do what I want’ kinda kitten. That’s why we adore each other. I love listening to all their drama. It’s my favourite. And they’d listen to mine, all day, every day! But, right now….my life just seems so easy and peaceful.
Their drama trumps mine ‘errday.’
There was a moment when ‘Hustle’ (who looked beautiful) was perched on the edge of the sofa, that I was sat on, wondering whether the drink, she was drinking, was hers and said…
‘So, how IS everything you? What’s going on?’
And I didn’t know what to say….? And I don’t know why I didn’t know what to say? I just didn’t? Everything’s kinda really great right now and i think I daren’t say it out loud, in case ‘The Gods’ hear and fuck me over.
I’m doing what I love….and it’s accidentally going really well. I think, I’m still safe with that.
I didn’t really do much that night, I just chilled and chatted, because i’d rolled off a hectic week. I ‘caught up’ and stood with wine….But it was great to see everyone, and celebrate ‘Fairytale’ turning 30.
I have some great chick friends. I’m lucky. We make our own choices…Laugh about them. Cry about them…But value each others ways…
Then Sunday morning…
I woke up….
I rolled over in my sheets, grabbed my phone and scrolled through my emails. (I love naked, bed sheeted, kitten rolls, in the morning…as it means, if you have time to do them…. you’re not in a rush…)
Found a random one with ‘Noticed you at Electric Theatre ..Proposal’ as the subject title….
So, I clicked on it…and it read…
Tonight I noticed you at the electric theatre on a number of occasions at the birthday party.
I crossed eyes with you at the bar, while I was on a break between sets with the band – hope you had a good night out?
Little did I realize until now, that I was looking at a model/blogger from round the corner.
Your blogs are a really good read at first glance …….it says in your blogs that you believe in love at first sight ……well…….?
As they say in Yorkshire , if ya don’t ask ya don’t get…….so I’d be intrigued to know if you noticed me or just wondered why the hell was a guy staring at you…..but I guess you are used to that when you stand out like a sore thumb!
Now, I’ll be honest…and say that I don’t really recall ‘catching eyes’ at the bar, with anyone? All I remember at the bar, where the girls going on about ‘shots per text.’ But I do remember, looking at one of the guys who played in the band, whilst I was on the dance floor, because I was sure that I knew him from somewhere, but couldn’t figure out where?
However, I do love that you sent me that message, as that took a great deal of Goolies….and it’s romantic, it’s sweet. Now, I don’t know whether you read the blog or not? But if you are reading this today…whizz me another email…and we can absolutely go for a drink… a ‘friendly’ as I like to call them. That took loads of balls, and probably a few drinks…and even though I can’t remember the moment…I do actually appreciate your message.
Then as all girls do….the ‘morning after’ group ‘Whatsapp’ was going mental.
First Mel thanked ‘Fairytale’ for inviting her…After moderately bollocking me for ‘sloping off’ without saying bye. ( I love sloping off.) We all told ‘Fairytale’ how great she was and hoped she had a lovely time….Then I plonked in the above email….
…and it all went down hill from there?
‘Who was that?’
Me: ‘I don’t know? I fell in love and didn’t even realise?’
Hustle: ‘I can actually remember most of my night for a change.’
(I had stated that night, that it hasn’t started until ‘Hustle’ has skidded across the floor on her arse.)
‘It was good. I have no beer fear! Lol’
Fairytale: ‘I’m sweating worse than an otters pocket.. and I can’t stop thinking about your bum hole Chrissie.’
Hustle: ‘Chrissie’s bum hole? What did I miss?’
Me: ‘Was I not in the same place as everyone last night? I don’t remember falling in love or my bum hole?’
Fairytale: ‘I’ll say one word…Jonny.’
(Jonny is Fairytale’s boyfriend.)
Me: ‘Jonny, did me up the bum? This just gets worse…’
Double B: ‘Hahaha, I honestly have no idea what’s going on here?’
Fairytale: ‘Jonny pinched my phone…Lol’
Me: ‘It’s too early for this shit…What is going on???’
Then I got saved, because as soon as I placed my phone down on my bed side table, it *pinged* again….