*looks around through sleepy eyes * Is it Monday already? Damn those weekend things go far too quickly! So my first weekend back in sunny ol� Barkingside shaped up pretty well�
Friday
Friday was sleepy night and there was me quite happily dozing off when I get a text�.from Dime. It seems that in my drunken state on Thursday I texted him. The wife and I had been talking about him so that was probably what prompted it. Trouble was I have no clue what I said�something about him hating me by all accounts. Anyway, it appears that he doesn�t hate me, he wished me a happy birthday, we had a chat about the fractured foot that he has at the moment and what we've both been up to. It ended with him making some comment about us and that we were meant to be in Australia or would be getting ready to go. I didn�t have the heart to tell him that I�ve just come back, I'm not that much of a bitch. It was weird talking to him..it was polite and friendly (well until he called me �egg-breath� but that was his pet name for me anyway!) and it ended something. He was a big part of my life even if only for a short time and not wanting to sound clich�, but I have closure now. I guess I just didn�t like the fact that we parted on bad terms and don�t like to think that someone thinks badly of me.
Saturday
Becks came over, we tarted ourselves up and headed off to our usual weekend haunt of McCluskey�s. We drank blue Smirnoff Ice (Beanie, its just like Blueberry Vodka Cruisers except the colouring isn�t so potent and you can drink two of them without your mouth going bright blue!!), then normal Smirnoff Ice, we danced, I bumped into a guy that I went to school with (who was actually the second guy I EVER snogged!) so we had a bit of a chat. Bec and I carried on strutting our funky stuff�I got bought a rose by the guy dancing next to me, one of his extremely gorgeous mates started dancing with Bec, and only after I had drunkenly kissed M did I discover that he was 20�..Aaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrgggghhhh!! Of course there�s nothing wrong with being 20�except I am 25 tomorrow. That�s practically illegal!!
Highlight of the evening though had to be at the burger van. 3 guys stood in front of us, one of them thinking that he is Will from Pop Idol and serenading us, one trying to shut �Will� up, the other ordering burgers. Nothing unusual in that you may think but the conversation went as follows:
Guy#3: 3 dog-burgers please
Bec and I: *snigger*
Guy#3: What? You�re not seriously telling me there�s any meat in those�they have to be made of dog or something!!
Woman hands over a burger�
Guy#3: I hope that�s 100% dog otherwise I want my money back!!
The worrying thing is, the woman just laughed and carried on serving people�makes you wonder!!
Of course while all this is going on �Will� is still singing, me and the woman behind decide that he is quite attractive but he�s too skinny although she reckons that he �goes like a whippet�!! I love that phrase�I think that will be my new one!!
Sunday
Woke up dead, had juice, coffee, croissants and chocolates before I began to feel even remotely alive, tidied the flat in a bid to �child-proof� it and prepared myself for the arrival of the parentals, bruv, sis-in law, niece and nephew. My niece had everyone playing Twister while my brother told her that Nanny and Pop play it with no clothes on (icky thought!), my nephew threw up on our carpet about 6 times before wiping his dinner all over me and grunting at me. I think my bruv has spawned a devil-child�no cute baby noises from him�oh no. Instead we get this real throaty, guttural growling kind of noise. We keep expecting his head to start spinning round like something out of Exorcist!
Once they had gone and peace had descended in the fishflat I settled down with the BAFTA's, a huge slab of the choccie cake that ma bought me and looked at my pressies trying to guess what they are...haven't opened 'em though, I am a good girl!
For now though, I have waffled enough! I'm off to feel sorry for myself...24 hours (I was born at 1pm) until I am officially a quarter of a century *sob*