Wake Up, Hilary Duff, Most Wanted
Wooooo where shall I start? I haven’t blogged since Thursday and have a diary that is crying out for attention. Och no.
So yesterday rocked. Spent the day with darling Dominic, who passed onto me the sacred knowledge of “Hangover Sandwiches”. Not that I had a hangover but come on, cheese and bacon. What more could you want? I honestly think it’s the answer to world peace. (If we could find a version for the Jewish people to eat.) Genius!
Neways we had a wonderful time together. Probably one of the most wonderful so far but shhhh.
I went home and got myself all changed and prettified. I love dressing up. I’m a real girly girl. The whole getting dolled up thing is really no effort to me, I enjoy putting make up on and working out a nice outfit. Most times I go out I will have had it planned several weeks in advance. Right down to the smallest detail.
The first half an hour or so was a tad awkward to say the least, with me not actually knowing anyone there really aside for Katie-Jane. Ah well, I coped and spoke to those there and muddled my way through until Dom arrived, which meant I could relax my spidey senses.
We all made ourselves nice and at home in the Ram’s Head for pretty much the whole evening. I am pleased to have found as pub I actually like, it’s a nice little pub that you can actually socialise in properly.
I managed to make good friends with a pink balloon which became my companion for most of the night. Proved an excellent tool for annoying Nick with. If he’s gonna insult people and make clever comments then he might as well be prepared for being hit with a balloon. Especially if he’s making fun of my boff. I did at one point lose it when he stole it off me, but like Lassie it came back eventually. Sadly it met its end at ASDA when it burst on contact with the railing. I’m still trying to figure that one out. Maybe it was in league with Nick. There was a silver lining, I could make use of Hypno Jacket and Dom and keep my arms warm.
Neways it was a wonderful 24 hours, I had so much fun. Perhaps people see now why I don’t drink, I get that hyper it really isn’t necessary. Being able to act your shoe size really does kick-ass.
Love and Huggles, Claire
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Brill Claire. Sounded fab. For Lancashire
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