Published June 16, 2008 by

Club the night with something different

So I’ve let my eyes do a race scan through all the google reader items I’ve let lapse, so I have something finished before I hit the sack.

I think I may have swore once never to go to a nightclub, due to my expected passionate dislike of dancing, loud music and drunken fools (allow me some literary license), if you like that kind of thing you do, I don’t. But I blew it the other night at my sister-in-law’s hen’s night. Apart from the short adjorn to Club Retro (yes that’s right, an 80’s-90’s music nightclub) – which really wasn’t that bad because it is quite amusing watching drunk people (Can I admit that?) and it is fun watching people generally and making social observations/generalisations etc. I had a fantastic time. We hit the city in pink tshirts that bore a shocking pun with a less than conservative (yet convenient and relevant) message and made Neet do all kinds of risque dares. Her friends were fun. The food at Manchester Lane was lovely. The night was fine.

It does me good to throw away the comfort towel now and then.

Anita and Stu get married in two weeks. And this my friends is the only way my family is growing at the moment. If you hear otherwise, Paul has just bribed another child with a kitkat to spread rumours that I am pregnant. I am not.

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Published February 11, 2008 by

Cheese

I’m still giggling (and I don’t giggle too often) at the title of her blog,

Poets have been curiously silent on the subject of cheese

My little sister Emily has finally joined the bandwagon my sisters tried, although I haven’t seen movement there in quite a while.

The post is classic Emily. I’m pretty curious to see where it goes.

I’m hoping that in trying to blog some of my thoughts or my everyday happenings then maybe just maybe I’ll be motivated to think and ponder things more than I normally would. Normally whenever I begin to ponder something it doesn’t last very long…most particularly because I kinda have a short attention span when it comes to some things…and I tend to be easily distracted. However if I blog about some stuff (descriptive I know!) then I actually have to think enough to get it into a form in which people can read…and hopefully understand and the extra bonus on this is, if I have it written down…my slightly dodgy memory won’t be a problem.

So Em, here’s to blogging through winter and beyond. (And if you need any help with wordpress do ask)

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