I have finally blogged! I know, I know, I am about a week late with my usual update, however I have been a busy little socialite of late! Anyway, it is finally here and now that it is here, Im not too sure where to start...? The beginning is always a good bet, so lets start there... I believe that the last post ended with the fool that I am wowling on about the dentist. Well, there in lies a story all on its own. I seem to have found myself hooking back up with him since, and it is fair to say, I have seen him quite a bit. There have been drinks out, drinks in and I have even managed to cook him dinner. He aint dead yet, Bonus! So I guess you can say that after 2 weeks was most definitely not enough to pass judgement on someone. What the hell was I thinking in the first place? Stupid asse! Yes he probably still wants to be single, but I find myself having a good time at doing the same thing! Anyway, amongst one of the nights out in Bar St with the Dentist, a rather 'old' friend of his asked me for my number and invited me to a party. Cant say I thought much about this until he called me up out of the blue on Monday afternoon to invite me to said house party in November. Got in early with his invitation eh!? The dentist thought that this was frikkin hilarious that the old friend of his was hitting on me. I found it quite odd to say the least as being 31 does not mean that I have been left on the shelf, just waiting for a 65 year old man to come along and think that I would fancy him. Dont get me wrong here, this fella is not horrific for his age, he is fairing well, but for the love of god, my Dad is only a few years older than him. Anyway, I think he was just being friendly asking for my number in a bar and inviting me to a party - 2ce. What on earth would a man of 65 want with a 31 year old anyway? Urm, possibly best not to answer that one! Other than that, the Yanki showed up last week. He has bought himself a new motorbike and wanted to drive it here, there and just about everywhere. So I got taken for a ride. But just a ride on the bike before awkward questions start arriving :) It wasnt weird to see him, in fact it was normal. He's OK really, as OK as a Yanki is going to get anyway. I have not seen Joanne the minger for 2 weeks now and I am starting to get withdrawal symptoms. She has been awfully busy with her new job but I am missing my minger terribly as I have such an awful amount of updates for her and they can not be told to anyone other than of higher ranking minger status.. But I get it, new jobs take up loads of time, however I am sodding off to Spain on Thursday and I have the feeling that I still wont see her before I leave! Awful.com I am going to add in here that I have been stupendously busy in this period, what with going out for drinks with the dentist, meetings for work, and having to attempt to pack for Spain, so I havent had that much time either! I have however been making time to do the X Factor. Such a saddo I know, but me and my pal Lotfi have been having the best weekends doing the X Factor, why would I want to stop? 'Doing the X Factor' involves going for dinner, drinking rather a lot, gossiping, drinking some more, watching the X Factor then finally heading down to bar street to end the night with more drink. The only problem that I have encountered with this is that I have been having vodka night on the Fridays before the X Factor with my friend Korhan and the vodka nights have seriously buggered it up for me when it comes to getting intoxicated and silly for the Saturday. Well, its either the vodka nights before hand or the dinners that have been eaten whilst watching the X Factor. I have never been able to eat and then proceed to drink easily. I think I should cut out the dinners really and then Im sure I would be in a more festive mood when it comes to hitting bar street. All said and done, I have obviously enjoyed myself. It is a rather odd feeling knowing that when I get back from Spain, half my friends will have gone to wherever they are going for the winter and the other half will possibly be pissed as its the start of the winter. I am happy to say that I will easily fall into the 2d category quite easily when I return home. Ahh home. Another issue. I still have not found anywhere quite to my liking. I know I am fussy, not as fussy as some I mite add, but I am sodding fussy. 3 different estate agents have taken me to see the same grotty stinking apartment 3 times. This proves my point that estate agents do not listen to a word I say or maybe I am not making myself clear enough when I use the word MODERN? How does a stinking kitchen with cupboards hanging off, that looks like it has been there since the big bang constitute as modern? I am not asking for the world. I do not need my 3 bedroomed luxury duplex as the cleaning is going to kill me one day, but what I do need is something nice, if nice here in Marmaris actually exists outside of my 4 walls... So when I eventually get home, I seriously need to work on finding me and the Guc a new pad. Jeez I hate moving! At least Guc will enjoy not having his Mam around for a while. The sod is sure to be spoilt rotten with his Aunty Minglet and Uncle Mehmet. The thing is, Im sure he will abuse the situation as he always does when leaving him with others and tell them that I let him sleep in my bed and feed him 10 times a day. Sometimes he just cant stop himself from lying. I am going to try to blog whilst in Spain, but I have a feeling that the San Miguel's may stop me from doing this. That and the night caps of whiskey, vodka and brandy that my Dad will have me indulging in... But before I leave I need to fit in a lunch with Lotfi, a dinner with Joanne the minger, my roots need doing desperately, and I must get to the bloody bank. Seriously, why do I always leave everything to the last minute? Note to self: Whilst on holiday visiting the parents, remember that one is on an eternal stinking diet and one should not overindulge in Sunday Roasts and 3 course meals 3 times a day. The last time one did this one ended up a huge fatty and subsequently one is now addicted to diet pills. So that's me about done, Im off and away, so let me bid you a due for now. It actually feel's a bit like Christmas, I feel like the 'holidays are coming' Coke advert should be on but its not! Odd. At least its Halloween when I get back, and that dear readers is this vampire's favorite holiday! Ciao :) Viva Espana!
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