Ange and I have a Friday tradition. We ‘dance’. This morning’s we did a little chacha. I won’t lie, I love how we connect, even though we really hardly see each other.
Well, thank FUCK, that’s over, SheenaBee. Love you situtwin. Get out of the way, I need Marvin first! 😉
I just spoke with an old friend on the ‘phone, about work, but really it was way more than that. Yes, you, Taryn NotKay. Can’t actually wait to see you. It’ll be great. Thank you for always being around.
Happy last day, person. 😉
My office smells like tomatoes. I have no idea why. I suspect an incoming Fruit and Veg City sponsorship.
Larcy is having her teeth done again today.. just as she sat down in the dentist’s chair, the power went out. Well. Um yeah. Thinking of you more right now in respect of your preciouses, my Larcy McArsey.
I found an old blogpost from v1.0 (no, it was v2.0). I think I shall be updating it, removing the names and posting it soon. I’m kinda smiling right now, a little, inwardly. Someone somewhere will recognise it and giggle a shitload.
sorry for being so crap with you yesterday. i loathe our fights. one day soon though, you won’t be there to fight with me. I’m okay with it.
Being up at 4am sucked. Watching you dry your tears and say “mommy, there’s a big rainbow and it goes all the way around” made it all okay.
My mother rocks my world. I love her like I have never loved her before. is that possible? That you can love your mother more now as an adult, than you did as a kid? Random, I realise, but I believe it is now true for me.
And that, is indeed, all. it’s been a bit of a week. both good and bad. feeling and thinking, living and breathing, sucking in and spurting out.
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SOTD:
Well, fuck it. I remember one day, about a year ago, dancing on the balcony to this song, and it being my ultimate Friday song. It still is. Because, frankly, every line makes me want to smile. I don’t care if it is by a bit of a lame band. Pooh Pooh.
I’m lame and unashamed.