Kinda like a diary of sorts for a gal who refuses to grow up but who's old enough to know better, likes her beach holidays, beer, gin, WoW, music, working out, reading, footie and nerdy, geeky sci-fi stuff...
I'll be catching up shortly, as I've had two of my sisters and a couple of very young and noisy children staying with me for the last few days so the house is in a right state and I don't know where anything is any more…plus I think I've caught some lurgy from the kids as I have a sore throat….
Anyway, went to see the new Transformers 2: Revenge of the Fallen movie on Friday. Gold Class tickets, should have been a perfect evening watching an action-packed popcorn movie.
Except that it was somewhat marred by the fact that we were sat in the front row, where the special effects are right in your face and so fast that much of the time, it's a blur.
Yep, I got struck by dopey-itis again, booked the tickets so that we had good seats at the back of the cinema…only I'd messed up and booked tickets at the front of the cinema - DOH!
Boom was on the verge of launching this couple out of 'our seats' but had the cinema guy recheck the booking, which revealed my idiotic error - what a bummer!
Anyway, it was a good movie, strangely changed pace in parts which slowed it down a bit and there were a couple annoying 'funny' robots (annoying in a Jar Jar Binks kind of way, you know, there for the kids-only-comedy factor) but some excellent effects, Megan was well foxy (reminds me of a young Angelina Jolie at times) and the main robots were awesome.
Although it was Boom's birthday a few months back, his birthday present from me didn't actually manifest itself until last night, when we went to see the Pet Shop Boys at the Apollo.
I didn't get to see hardly anything as they were standing tickets - a few glimpses of Neil and Chris in funny hats, dancers with cubes instead of heads - but I bought the tickets for him, not me!
The place was hammered and very hot - various people carried out cos they were at the front and had fainted. As a straight couple, we were deffo in the minority last night, I've never seen so many camp guys in one place in my life, but it was a good atmosphere, despite a number of weirdos who seem to have crawled out of the woodwork. Also, I don't believe I saw a single person under the age of 30….
I'd been trying to work out my favourite PSB song and there are several that I love - the iconic 'West End Girls' of course, 'Opportunities', their cover of 'Always On My Mind' and 'It's A Sin' spring to mind.
The biggest cheer however came for their version of the Village People's 'Go West' - lol!
Anyway, good gig, nice singing by Neil Tennant (when they didn't put the weird techno stuff over his voice) and Chris Lowe was well…Chris Lowe!
Fact I never knew until today: Actor David Tennant of Doctor Who fame, took his stage name from Neil Tennant. The actor's real surname is McDonald, but he needed a stage name for Equity and there was already an actor registered with the name David McDonald.
…hangovers that is and I swear I am still suffering from the prolonged after effects from the weekend!
My theory is that when I was younger, since I drank more and also more often, my body was coping with perpetual hangovers all the time so was used to it.
Now, drinking a lot doesn't happen as often so when I do over-indulge, my body is totally rebelling - not good!
So, I waved goodbye to my thirties with lots of wine, cocktails and gin, good food and laughs. Actually, too much wine, cocktails and gin.
On Friday, Boom took me out to Bem Brasil, a Brazilian steakhouse - it was fab. Everyone has these little discs on their tables, red on one side, green on the other. The waiters walk around with big skewers of all types of meat and if your disc is on the green side, they will give you a cut of the meat; if on red, then they know you don't want a slice. I ate a lot that night!
Saturday, met up with the girls at 3pm in Atlas Bar for some wine. The weather was sunny so we were sitting outside, it was very pleasant. We moved onto another bar (apparently…I don’t remember!) and then had a meal in Albert's Shed- I do remember having a lovely tuna salad and also that the glass of red wine that JH spilt did not end up thankfully on my white jeans but ended up over the couple sitting on the table next to us! Amazingly, they were ok about it, but JH was mortified and left them her telephone number in case they wanted to contact her with cleaning bills…
We ended up in Manchester 235 casino and by this point, I'd had so much to drink that I was totally oblivious to the fact that AM and HW had had an argument and were not speaking to each other… Hence I didn't understand why AM left early. But why was I drinking White Russians? Hardly brilliant for the waistline!
Anyway, stayed in the casino with HW, we didn't know what we were doing - at one point thinking we were playing Blackjack when it was actually poker - but we were winning and in the end, we broke even so that's a good night of gambling!
Got a taxi home, crashed out at around 1.30am, all lights left on in the house.
Sunday was a complete washout - I really couldn't get out of bed and all day, all I could stomach was one cup of tea, a bit of water and a couple of slices of toast! My head was banging, even when I was lying down! It's been tough at work this week as I don't think I've quite recovered but well, it was something that had to be done!
Jewellery featured high on the list for presents - I got a lovely bracelet from Boom (which I wore on Saturday and which I checked every 5 mins to make sure it was still on my wrist!), a necklace from the girls, plus some Euros for my hols, a necklace from my mate in Wales, BSG Season 4 boxed set from the boss (wooohoo!) , some flowers from an ex-colleague.
Have got a busy few days coming up - hope I get the time to update!
Well I've no idea how it's happened so quickly but this weekend, I shall be the grand old age of forty. FORTY!!!!
Yep, that's right - the big four-oh, no longer 30-something, an old bird, old fogie, past it, time to dress and act sensibly, listen to Radio 4, start knitting and all that…
As if!
Reaching this milestone (and it is a milestone since I'm still in one piece) has been plaguing my mind for a while now. I'd not been looking forward to it even though many of my friends (including the glamorous C) have already joined this club.
Why, when most people tell me I don't look my age, is it such a big issue for me? I really don't know, except that I knew that once my daft mind had gotten used to the idea, then I'd be ok.
I came into work on Friday to find my desk - horrors - festooned with banners and 40th birthday balloons - so much for skulking in and out discreetly without the whole company knowing! AM, when she turns 40 in two years time will suffer major payback!
Anyway, I think I'm ok about it now, especially as there were many shocked faces from colleagues who thought I was a lot younger (some thinking I was almost 10 years younger, yep they're deffo on my Christmas list, lol!) so it's been like a bit of an ego boost really.
Teetotal, clean living and early to bed - that's not me so it must be the late nights, alcohol and fast food that's been keeping me young, lol! Ok, the gym probably helps a bit and a younger man ;-)!
I was hoping to be away this weekend but that fell through, so I shall be out with Boom tonight and then out on the lash with the girls in Manchester and shall have a horrible hangover on Sunday and deffo not feeling young then.
Well, I shan't be changing my ways, will still be the same me, the same daft me, only a bit older.
Still, I don't look old, don't feel old so why should I be old? One step closer to retirement though- yay!
Fabulous and forty, that's me now (except first thing in the morning!)
Anyway, as I've done for the occasional previous birthday, for a short time only, here's a wee picture of me, which shall be taken down the next time I log in - blink and you shall miss it!
