I have a Southern Comfort and Lemonade at my feet. I just took the first sip and OMG I forgot how it touches the parts other drinks don't!!!! Minutes after I swallowed the lovely nectar, I can physically feel all my muscles relaxing and everything straightening out or am I just pissed from the legs up? God, I am a cheap date if that's the case! And a complete lightweight too. Oh shit I have turned into my Granny, one drink and she was anybody's!
Jack is in respite. I have had one phone call to say that he has been sick and that it wasn't seizure or temperature related and they didn't think he had aspirated it but they were just letting me know.
I could see that glass of Southern Comfort disappearing in a puff of smoke but then I decided, f**k it, what the hell, if I am needed I can always get a taxi. Nothing like an ambulance dash to sober a person up let me tell you.
I had a "child free" 4 hours today. I had an appointment at the bank to review the mortgage and then after I went for some retail therapy. I popped into this new clothes shop and 80's music was playing in the background and I found myself singing and boogieing along. The shop owner, who is lovely, said it was the CD that her hubby had bought her for Christmas of 12inch tracks from the 80's. Straight away I said "oh is Born to be Alive on it?". The other shop assistant said "I think that was 1979 so it won't be on it". This set off a whole conversation re this track and we couldn't remember the artist. So the shop owner, phones her hubby and tell him to look up their music "bible", which he did, what a sweetheart and he said that there were two songs by that name, which one did she mean, so she started singing it down the phone to him, like that helped!
He opted for the second track and it was a guy called Patrick and as soon as I heard that, I got excited (little pleases little minds!) and asked "was his last name Hernandez? and what year was it?". Turns out I was right about his last name but the other shop assistant got the year right. Do you know the song I mean?
Then they noticed my suede handbag and after ooohing and aaahing at it, were threatening to distract me so they could nick it! It is lovely, I have to admit and today was only it's second "outing". My big sis sent it to me for Christmas and of course it's purple which is my favourite colour! Handbags and shoes are like a women's version of porn. Just show them pictures and their eyes light up, pupils get dilated and they get a bit flushed with excitement! Well that's my theory anyway and I am sticking to it! So guys, now you know what to do............buy her a handbag or shoes and she will be putty in your hands. Or is that just me? Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, me thinks I will have to do a survey.
|my new bag......mmmmmmmmmm! Had to put it on Jack's bed to show it up!|
I need to go and fill up my glass but before I go, I will give you what you have all been waiting for.............mega drum roll please......................the link to the blog of the one and only, talented and oh so fabulous......................................Holly!!!! I am chuffed to bits that she has named it after the nickname I often use for her which is the "monster from the duvet". What an influence I have been on this child eh? And didn't she do well? Actually don't answer that cos you have already commented many times to that fact and as for her taking over my blog...................."NO WAY!!!! It's mine, mine, mine!" I say, stamping my feet and chucking my toys around.
I feel so much better now or maybe that was the the soothing sip of Southern Comfort I just partook of.
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