A secret obsession

I simply love the way tulips feel when arranging them into a nice bouquet and the sound they make when the stems "rub" together. It's a fabulous looking/sounding flower and one of the reasons why I love Spring - tulipseason!

Some Fugu, honey?

It's been a long week for several reasons and I won't go into any of them at this moment. Today has, however, been a good day and I am actually in the process of getting ready for a date with Boyfriend. We're off to a fancy restaurant for some well deserved food and time to relax. I'm really looking forward to it -I'm even wearing my new dress that I bought for S & E's wedding - but it's so pretty that it needs to be worn tonight.

Holy Cow!

Am taking a break from everything

for a little while.

so not funny

Ok, just wrote a l e n g t h y post and it all fuggin' disappeared. I'm going to go away for a little while or this laptop will be swimming with the goose and the ducks in the river 15 feet from the balcony....

...

Am not well at all. I have been coughing all night to the point of throwing up and with no sleep and completely blocked sinuses I decided that a day at home would be better than going in to work where my cough seems to get even worse.

Anyway, I'm cold, coughing a lot so the evening will be a quiet one.

And How Was Your Day?

So it's been nearly a week since the hen-weekend and my bruises are beginning to fade into a more yellow-ish colour. Although there are still parts of my hip/arse that still are more red/purple than blue/yellow and I am yet to be able to lie on my left side and sleep, which just so happens to be the side I need to sleep on.

Anyho, last weekend was so much fun and I know, I know that falling down stairs isn't much fun (I sure as hell wasn't laughing) but you have to take the good with the bad or however the saying goes.

So, saturday was a spa day and I had a nice manicure and an eyebrow shape and I stopped at that as it was a pricey place to be in. £10 for a glass of wine! In the evening we went out to the bride-to-be's favourite club and that's when it happened.

No, I was not sober but I was far from being drunk. I was merely "happy-tipsy" and towards the end of the night I needed to go to the loo - it happens - and the floor in there was wet from a burst pipe or something and though it wasn't flooded, it was enough for my shoes to go from new-shoes-slippery to wet-new-shoes-slippery which is sooo bad when going down stairs.

The next thing I knew, I was on my hip at the bottom of the stairs and my left shoe had swoooshed through the air to the end of the hall. My dress was, luckily, not around my waist and even if it had been it'd been ok as I was wearing sensible yet sexy underwear. Yeay for me!!

"A" rushed down to hug me asking "you ok?" and I went "uh, no!" and then I started feeling sick from the pain so I ran/hobbled/Quasimodo-walked into a dark corner, slumped down behind one of the booths trying not be sick from pain (not drink) and failed miserably.

"Oh dear", you all say "now she'll tell us how she got thrown out of the club for throwing up!" and I'll go and say "Nahaaa, so wasn't!" Never have been and it simply will not happen as I am not a drunk-thrower-upper!! We had, thank God, been equipped with pretty glittery, purple cowboyhats. We were, after all, a bunch of girls out on a hen-party! And these hats served very well as fancy club-kind of-kidney bowls. After the pain had subsided a little and I'd had about 20 mints (from my handbag - loooads of adult points there) I was back on the dancefloor, in my shoes! I won't let a fall with no broken bones stop me from dancing the night away -ok, so I was a liiiiittle bit drunk - but I have been paying for it ever since...

Not that my arse is a pretty sight anyways but it's positively revolting at the mo. But. Boyfriend seems to find it fascinating and checks it every day for healing-progress (it must be the Dr in him) and the other night he cheerfully declared that it gets a different colour if you lick it!

Don't ask!

Oh dear II

Will write more in depth of what happened over the weekend but have to go to bed as weekend at a Deluxe Spa Hotel is tiring so here's a little taster. Make your own conclusions;

At dance place - High heels. Wet floor in loo. Steep stairs. Ems.



(Dress and shoes are fine but I am now living on painkillers)

Oh dear

Am soon off for a weekend of fun, fun fun.

Have everything but had to run out and get a pyjamas that's decent as I'm sharing a room with another girl.I only use comfy pj's or nothing so this was a must... got a bit wild in the lingerie department and spent a half fortune on stuff. I had planned to save money as this weekend was to be a bit pricey anyway. pricey but worth it, I hope.

I might meet you in the "mist" if you're out and about in Leeds and if not, I hope I have more fun than you and I mean that in a nice way.

xxx

Longing