narnia was underwhelming - i'm not gonna say any more than that as no doubt many will not have seen it yet. but thanks to gail for sending me home on a decidely mellow note.
weekend was tinged with pms tiredness and a lack of busyness where much was required
thanks to jayne and susan for concern and care amid teenage chaos
thanks to the sunday gals who brunch for good chat and beauty and light hearted levity in equal measure
to gareth for organising dinner and fireside trivial pursuit
life is sometimes like a new set of outdoor christmas lights. you put em up - they look fab and within a couple of hours a whole section of bulbs have gone... or indeed putting up mistletoe as per usual and then thinking, what was the point of that? maybe the good dr lodger will get lucky with a visitor or two.
as my dear colleague claire would say, i feel like i need to be rubbed out and redrawn.
off home to curl up by fire and feel sorry for myself. somedays being a girl downright sucks.
but. . .
the day was not without its brightnesses all the same:
texts and phone messages from a couple of sources reminded me this mood is but a temporary thing and in no way reflects reality - just my hormones taking over - and that i've a lot to be thankful for. especially my friends.
and following a nice chat in common grounds with john preston in which it was quite clear i was having a shite day, i went to pay and found my entire bill had been covered by him before he headed out the door. what a star. so, if you see john please make sure to note to him that he's a nice guy and give him a reason to feel a litle chuffed with himself. and rightly so.
LB, x
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