I'm back, and spiderless :)
Blimey, I am tired and feeling really rough but I really did have an excellent weekend so all is well with the world. Well, all good except for three things:
1) The revenge of the spider (see last entry)
2) The nasty appearance of Jean Daniel in Mile High last night
and 3) Izzles trying to steal Y's cap. yes, Izzles is a toy dog. Don't ask!
Y only left a couple of hours ago but already there's a huge gap in the air. It's stupid - you would think that after 3 years it would get easier, but it never does. However, these last five days have been brilliant and hillarious. I wish that I'd been feeling better and had more energy though - that's the only thing I'd have changed.
Friday was the highlight. We were going for a meal at our favourite Italian restaurant to celebrate the first sales of the new batch of tattoos and we set off just after midday. When we arrived there we found a dodgy looking bloke directing people to their tables, who guided us to the only duff table in the place. There wasn't enough room under the table for even two of our collective four legs. The man seemed to mumble to himself in some kind of language that only he understood, pelted us with menus and pissed off. A moment later a very attractive waitress came along and took our order - and then left us waiting for so long that several ice ages passed before we got our lasagnes.
It was worth the wait though. the meal was excellent and so was the entertainment - the Small Amusing Childs that were seated around the place. Kids do amuse us. they terrify us, but they amuse us too. In this case it was their extreme fascination with a dodgy table and chairs near the door which mkept us in stitches. We don;t actually know what this particular table is for. It's certainly not for customers. the table is round and made of glass, while the 'chairs' around it are very large versions of the plastic, white cups that you find at water fountains.
Who on earth designed that?!
More to the point - why??
At least the Childs found them entertaining and in turn amused us as each one of them made a grab for a stool as they left the place. We finished our meal and stayed for dessert for Y and coffee for me. When we finally left we discovered a toy shop that I'd never seen before and went for a look around. i'd almost forgotten how much I love toy shops. It doesn't matter how old you are, there are some things you just don't grow out of. Then Y spotted something - tweenies playing cards! My ideal game :) I snatched a pack and took them to the counter before we moved on and set off on the rest of our day out!
The games were hillarious. They were all Tweenie versions of existing games, but somehow were definitely more amusing when you had a giant picture of Doodles staring back at you instead of an ace of hearts. I rediscovered my natural aptitude for Four-Of-A-Kind, a game I used to win consistently as a child, and we shook our heads and tutted over the bizarre rules for Tweenie Snap, which had distorted the original beyond recognition!
Also, isn't it funny how sometimes things just fall into your hands as the right time? (And no, I'm talking about collecting four green Milo cards...) I had only decided a week or so ago to change my mobile provider (Orange went very pooey, very quickly, and not only are they increasing all their prices in a few days time but I've been having a lot of problems getting texts through lately) and on Friday the answer came to me in the form of an advert in The Star. FREE SIM!, it boasted. So I ordered a free O2 SIM card with 300 free texts a month. Sorted! Good news for me, bad news for Kass..... beware your phone over the next few weeks as I make the most of these free texts! ;)
On the subject of my phone, I have also been receiving more calls from Uncle Joe. I feel really bad about this - some poor bloke really thinks I am his niece and haven;t been returning his calls. But while Y is here I never leave my phone on, so i check my messages once or twice a day and when I find a voicemails at midnight there's not much I can do. Thursday night was the first of the two weekend voicemails and I played it to Y so he could see what I meant. We did discover that his niece's name is Tina, but this doesn't really help us much :/
The second message came on saturday morning. At a loss for a way of letting this man know he'd been given a wrong number without actually calling a stranger and possibly offending him I discovered a cunning way around the problem - I got off my backside and recorded a personalized answerphone message. I used to have one but I took it off because I sounded like a twat, so I've only had the automated one for the last couple of years. Now there's a recording of me with my very sore throat croaking 'Hi, this is MIRANDA....' to put the emphasis on not being Tina and sounding like a twat.
So far, so good.
Me 1; Uncle Joe 0
Still, when I get my new number this won't be a problem. Anyone who's already got my number, i'll be sending you the new one as soon as the SIM arrives. Anyone who wants my number, just ask in the guestbook or something :)
We watched a lot of Ideal World on saturday night so we could heckle Whatley from afar. It was a Polti hour and we recalled the glory of the cheapness of the hours of Polti on Shop and mourned the non-appearance of Polti Pat. And Sunday morning was spent looking lazilly through the papers for pictures of girls that we like, and finding the best of the lot - some gorgeous new pictures of Geri Halliwell. She's not looking skinny anymore, she's back to being voluptuous and curvy. The Star treated with its usual tact, printing a picture of her chest with the caption Welcome Back: Boobs have returned.
It makes me so angry though - now they are saying her curves are beautiful and gorgeous where as a few years ago they were calling her fat and so on. I'm glad they've finally seen sense as to how gorgeous those curves are but I'm so cross that they've changed their tune. She can't win whatever she does according to the papers. Too fat, too thin - leave her alone, she's just plain beautiful!
It was with sadness that the weekend drew to a close today. Some pasta, some final cuddles and a last game of Happy Tweenies, and then suddenly it was all over. Hopefully the next week and a half will pass as quickly as possible and we can get back to causing more mayhem :)
Right, time to go catch up on everything else I have to read, write and so on. take care, everyone!
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