Armageddon and Noah's Ark

Most of the time I don't have anything to do and my life just passes by without any major events happening. Not that the past week has introduced any such 'major events' but I've been busy, I haven't even had time to go on the internet. Horror!

Thursday I had to run home to get ready or the engagement party for J&G and though I left early my sleep was interrupted by Boyfriend's horrible snoring...
Friday - work and then a rush home to get ready for a work-do where I stayed longer than I should have. It was ok but since I almost N E V E R drink, most of Saturday was spent wallowing in self-pity and being reminded that I prefer soft drinks when nice, light cocktails are unavailable. The things is though, that if I had had lots of drink then I would not have complained at all (maybe a little) but I only had like 3 glasses of wine and a glass of champagne. I've become such a lightweight which is ironic as I weigh lots more than I used to. Anyway....

Boyfriend was an absolute treasure during the whole of Saturday, making me bacon sandwich for breakfast - yummy! - he itched my back when I was grumpy and I looked like I don't own a hairbrush and during my afternoon nap he went out and got me some of the absolute necessary brown fizzy soft drink. Later in the day he carried all the grocery bags home from town when we'd been for our walk.

It is slightly different from when Boyfriend has been out and I make him get out of bed early to got for a walk with me as "it gets better if you get out in the fresh air!". If he's said that to me I would have slapped him. It only goes to show how nice he is and how I am ...not.

Anyway - we're off to Chatsworth for a Country Fair and hopefully take lots of nice pictures with our fantastic cameras -if I could cuddle mine, I would. I've been told that there will be a petting zoo, which means that there'll be loads of kids below the age of 7 and me!!

A in Geography - not so much

Just booked our holiday in September... After almost booking to go to Corsica we decided to skip the island where Napoleon was born and instead head to Tuscany in Italy. I'm happier with that as it is actually warmer than Corsica - according to average temperature charts.

Anyway, our hotel is close to Lucca, Pisa and Florens which I felt was a bit odd as I thought that they were further north... and then I saw a map over Italy and realised that I have imagined Tuscany to be in the south of Italy. It is not...

It is in fact exactly where I thought [knew] Pisa and Florens are! Whadd'ya know? I did not....

J & G engaged

One of Boyfriend's old house mates got engaged yesterday. As it was bank holiday most of us had a day off and J took the opportunity to bring G out to the Peaks and there he proposed with a huge ring. She said yes and apparently they'll get married next August and what a wedding that will be!

G is the only daughter and having an Indian background means it will be quite a big deal, perhaps more so than for the "average" British girl. J is the typical British guy, ginger and doesn't like to be at the centre of attention but I guess he has surrendered to the fact that he will have to ride in on a horse and dance in front of everyone... Can it get any better than that?!

They're both genuinely nice people and I'm really happy for them and I know G has been waiting for this for a loooong time. Congratulations J & G!

A Little Bit of Perspective

I know that there are people that are way worse off than I am at the moment. There's the Georgian news girl who got shot in the arm during a live report on the terror that's going on there and after a while she continued. There are countries where people tell you who to vote for, if you're lucky enough to be allowed to vote. Some countries have leaders who play golf on such a high level that they get 7 hole-in-ones during an 18 hole round and who, in their spare time - because you have a lot of that as a country leader - manages to write several operas and symphonies while the people starve to death. And here I am complaining about the pain my right sinus causes. But -Lordy Lord! Does it hurt or what?

Ouch!

It feels as if my right eye is about to pop out of its socket. All due to a swollen sinus and I'd actually forgotten how painful it can be.

What will you confess?

When I, in preparation for my around the world trip, had to have some shots for various deceases - I fainted. I'd got myself worked up about it beforehand and I didn't actually faint until 5 minutes after the injection (which I couldn't feel anything of anyway) and right into the arms of the nurse. It was such a strange thing as I was sat there talking to the nurse and all of a sudden...plop!

The "dream" I had while while unconscious was absolute horrific and from time to time I find myself wondering if the "world", which felt more realistic than the real world, I was in is actually the real world and "this" world is fake. My own private Matrix existence, if you like. Scary as hell and not something I want to experience ever again. When I came to about 30 seconds later I was terribly embarrassed and couldn't stop apologising. The nurse then said that if I was embarrassed over something as inoffensive as fainting then I had nothing to worry about in life.

Well, you can interpret it as; I'm either a good person albeit very boring with no exciting experiences or a psychopath who simply can't feel embarrassed over bigger things. Who knows?I do believe that the nurse is right in general but it doesn't mean I will start telling people about my what I "hide" - and there are plenty of stuff that I'll bring to my grave regardless how high or low they score on the list of embarrassing moments. Or will I?

They say that no one who stands by the door to eternity will step through it with a lie on his lips. They say that confessions made on a deathbed are always to believed.

I wonder what will be my confession? What will yours be?

Babysitting

... or How to Turn the Cushions

A few days ago I wrote about an old movie Adventures in Babysitting and guess what? I am actually babysitting tonight and I can't help but ponder over what types of adventure the little boy is going to introduce me to. Hopefully I won't be chased by some shady car thieves, or have to walk on a beam high up and not crash a fratparty ... oh wait a minute- The party, that I can do (as long as I'm in bed by 10pm - one way or another).

To be fair, I doubt little H will me into that kind of trouble as he is only a bit over 4 months- it's far more likely that he'll poop all over the place and leaving me trying to figure out how to put a nappy/diaper on - those sticky things are tricky!! Maybe au natural is better but I doubt his parents would agree with their beige sofa...

Grouchy

The weekend is almost over and I wish it wasn't!
Nothing can cheer me up except for ...

Tropa de Elite / Elite Squad

Absolutely brilliant!!

Showing my age

I stopped by HMV on my way home from work yesterday. There was one thing that I needed (yes, needed) and it was series 6 of The Sopranos. I did buy The Sopranos but I also saw something that took me back quite a few years... I was walking along the isles filled with DVDs when suddenly. I. Saw. It. A movie I saw ages ago - and I mean aaaaages ago - Adventures in Babysitting from 1987.

Jeez, that was the year before Brother was born and I was probably pestering my parents for a dog and a pony (it did pay off) and I vividly remember this movie. SO much fun and I thought Elisabeth Shue was so pretty and....having such cooooool clothes.

As far as being pretty I still think she is but the cool clothes? Not so much. Maybe it's because I lived through all of the 80's and started getting into wearing...eh...cool clothes but I've hated all the retro 80's clothes that's been in fashion during the past year. horror. Saying that though, I'm really looking forward to sitting down with a bowl of popcorn, some "light" brown fizzy drink and just enjoy.*



*Boyfriend will just have to suck it up as I had to put up with him reading/studying a gynaecology book in bed last night... not exactly something I need to see right before going to bed. Even if this rotation doesn't make him dislike 'coffee', I think I will....
**Not me in picture nor is it a relative of any kind. But it could have been me.

Coffee anyone?

Our flat is a mess and I ought to do something about it but I can't be bothered. Boyfriend is working late tonight and starts new rotation tomorrow - gynaecology. I'm not exactly overly excited but it's all part of his training and it's not like I can tell him not to do it, can I?

The thing that worries me is if it will be a bit like in Friends when Rachel met an OBGYN guy and he basically said; "you're a waitress and serve people coffee all day. Surely, the last thing you would want when you come home is a cup of coffee...?"

I know I wouldn't like drinking coffee on my own....

Dinner and Jealousy

Spent Saturday night in the neighbouring county with some friends. It was good fun although I think I would have enjoyed it a little bit more if I hadn't had such a horrible headache. It started sort of early on and I downed a couple of aspirins but as the night progressed I felt more and more nauseous. S&E had booked a table at a really nice restaurant and I thought I'd feel better if I ate a bit as I'd only had had a sandwich 9 hours earlier.

My starter came and I looked at it. And promptly gave it to Boyfriend. I managed to have a tiny slice of the garlic/pizza bread which was absolutely lovely. The waiter, who by the way seemed to be fairly drunk, put the mains on the table and I looked at mine. And gave it to Boyfriend. I just couldn't do it. I would have thrown my guts up if I had eaten the tiniest piece from the plate. It smelled nice and looked nice but no. I managed to eat a chip (french-fry). it cost £25.

It was really odd but I felt fine a couple of hours later (probably because everything I'd had to drink for the past 4 hours, water & coke, decided to exit the same way as it had entered). Not so nice but it made me fell better.

E's bought a horse and I'm so jealous in a "I'm-really-happy-for-her-but-oooooooh- I-wish-it-was-me!!" kind of way. The horse seems to be a really nice and I think it's a perfect match. Saying that, I really want one too! and one day I will...