I had a bunch of blog ideas the other night after a couple of drinks and a dose of new season Amazing Race but they’ve all escaped me now. I’ve also tried to escape the goings on at this year’s BlogHer (updated to add – only because I wanted to be there) but it’s a bit hard when all the attendees are bloggers and I read some of them.
I sit here in my kitchen in the middle of winter before doing the last few things to get ready for work. It’s cold and it’s wet. It’s been a really wet winter for us this year which is fabulous for our water supplies and our farmers but not so fabulous when the dog tracks in muddy paws and the ceiling extraction fan leaks water. I can hear it dripping even though it’s not raining at the moment.
After a bit of a social hiatus things are starting to pick up again. Last weekend I had a 50th to go to of an ex-colleague. It was a bit of a distance away, too expensive to get a cab, so I drove which meant I couldn’t drink much and I also didn’t know anyone there except the birthday girl. I got a drink at the bar and thought that I either had to start talking to people or I may as well go home. I went up to a couple of women and introduced myself as the person who didn’t know anyone and as it turned out they were in a similar boat (they’d only just met themselves). I ended up having an okay night with a bit of a dance, talking to more people – including one who turned up who was also an ex colleague.
This weekend I have two lunches to go to, both of which are women only. The first one I have to take a plate to share and the second one, three men (friends) cook for 30 of us. I’m definitely not driving to that one as it will be a raucous afternoon. Even though the blokes cook for us and treat us very well they have just a good a time as we do I think. This will be the third such lunch and hopefully there will be many more.
Back to today. I’m leaving work early to go and see French and Saunders. I think these two women are fabulous and after watching them in various tv shows over many years I can’t wait to see them live.
Just as I was about to mention how great my son and I are getting on at the moment, he walked in and asked what I was doing on the computer. Realising that I only had ten minutes to finish getting ready I saved and am doing this last bit later.
Next time we’re both getting on each others nerves like we were before we went on holidays I’ll remember that a holiday seemed to cure that and we’re in a good patch at the moment. Although last night I went to ukulele practise and took him along. Now that he has a Nintendo DSi to keep him company that came along as well. I’d told him which game was in his DS but when he got it out and realised it wasn’t the correct Pokemon game it was all my fault. Ten minutes later when I went to get something from the table he was sitting at he was still upset that he didn’t have Pokemon Platinum. And then I was doubly in trouble because the battery ran out. Fortunately someone else was there with a DS and lots of knowledge about Pokemon so the game card was transferred and this older kid helped JJ out with his game, so all was well.
It’s over and out from me.