It's Thursday and I am happy! Today I have been sitting in Carolina's shop with her (and Lauren and Jenna). We decided to have an urgent girls' meeting to discuss men, man-problems and anything man related! It's been ages since we all just sat and chatted on our own (normally at least one of the boys in the group is around and we can't talk properly - well, we can but there are certain things even I wouldn't say in front of my brother!). So, three hours later I am back at mine with Lauren. We are waiting for Alex to get here. She's going to do our hair for us. I'm having a colour done and Lauren is getting hers cut.
The last few days have been really nice. Monday night I went to see an old friend of mine (who I haven't seen in ages). She was having boyfriend trouble so needed a real girlie chat. I dropped everything and shot straight over and spent the night trying to persuade her to let me go over and give him a slap or a really good talking to at least!
Tuesday night Sarah, Lauren and Kyle came over (another girlie night!). It was Lauren's birthday last week but she was away skiing in Italy. We celebrated the night before she went but of course we were all gutted we couldn't be with her on her actual birthday. So, to make up for it she came over and we got a take-away and gave her all her presents. It was a lovely catch up for all of us.
Last night Jenna helped me clean and tidy my whole house (my cleaners are away for the week) and then Lashes came over. I then had an early night with a good book.
Lauren has got that "face warp" thing on her phone (where you take a picture of someone and it totally warps their face to the point that they become unrecognisable) and we have just spent the last half an hour taking pictures of Paddy and Lyla and warping them to look like pug dogs and freaky alien dogs! Simple things amuse us!!!
Alex has just got here. She is shocked at the length of my roots and also at the state of my hair in general! Ha ha. We can't stop laughing and are having a giggling fit right now. Couple of hours and I'll be sorted and brand new again though! The bleach is going on as I type!
Changing the subject entirely; Jordan is stressing about our holiday to Cyprus. One of our mates has pulled out (leaving one person with a double room to himself that he can't afford to pay for) because he is now buying a house instead (and getting back with his ex-bird) so he doesn't want to waste money on a p*ss-up holiday. We have fallen out with another person who was booked on the holiday because he has been a little Sh*t-bag to us and we don't want him around us (long story but basically we just can't trust him any more). That leaves two single people with double rooms and another 3 people who haven't yet booked the holiday but who want to book it. The problem we have is that although as a group we are all best mates; there are lots of people in the group who just couldn't share with one another. Jordan, for example, is very anal and very fussy when it comes to sharing his private space. He can't cope with people that get too hammered or who talk too mush or who are too messy. That eliminates half of our mates from sharing a room with him! He loves them all to bits but he's a funny old stick sometimes and although can happily go out every night of the week with them; he just can't share a room with someone who gets so drunk they are sick or who wants to sit up all night chatting. When he gets home after any night out; he wants a cup of tea and then bed (on his own or with a bird) and peace and quiet.
So.... All this week we have been trying to sort it out. Even to change the double rooms to single ones is an extra £400 and to cancel a room means losing large deposits. Oh what to do?! Jordan wanted all of us to cancel and then start again with a totally new holiday to a different destination but I can't see that happening. It's funny though cos I did think they were a little hasty in booking it! They bloody booked it in September or something. They even booked Dave Boil on it for me (I wasn't aware that they were going to book him on it cos if I had been then I would have told them not to!). Luckily Sarah is now taking his place and sharing a room with me. She was going to book it anyway so has had a touch cos we only paid £600 for the whole two weeks (in a 5 star hotel) and if she had booked it any later then she would have ended up paying double that!
Anyway, I'm sure it will all get sorted soon! I don't care who comes or who doesn't come. I just want to go away, get a tan, get drunk, party lots and have fun! Once we're all out there we'll go nuts and party like we always do. At the moment everyone is stressed about what to do and I keep telling everyone to chill out! There's no point worrying about anything we can't change right now. Plus, things change so quickly in our lives. From one day to the next everything is different so who knows what will happen by the time our holiday comes. I might be married with a baby on the way!
Lauren has gone to make me and Alex a cup of tea. We are gossiping like old women. In fact it's quite hard trying to type this cos I've got one ear on what they're saying and every now and then I join in with the conversation. They are talking about answering your phone in your sleep. I do that all the time! So often I answer my phone to someone, have a whole conversation and then don't remember a single thing I said! Later on I suddenly have a scary flash back that I've spoken to someone but for the life of me I can't remember what is was about (or if it was important).
I have decided this week to get fit (although I still haven't actually been within 5 miles of a gym!). I'm totally slim but not at all toned! I desperately need to tone up and I have been talking about it (but not doing a lot) for the last year! This week though (tomorrow in fact) I am going to start going to a gym with Jenna. She has been going anyway and is going to force me to go with her. I really want it though. I just need the kick up the arse from someone not taking "no" for an answer. I'll let you know what happens (ie. if I ever actually make it inside a gym or not!). I did train for the TV show The Games for months and that was fun and then I trained again for my boxing match against Linsey Dawn MacKenzie. Each time it was for a few months and I had a personal trainer forcing me to do it (which does make it ten times easier). For the boxing match my trainer was the boyfriend of one of my best mates and he said to me "don't give me any sh*t Marsh! Do as I say and I'll get you in shape", of course when he screamed at me "TEN MORE PRESS-UPS!" I replied "no... not today, I don't feel like it" and he used to punch walls in frustration. It was great fun though. I enjoyed the boxing sparring the most. I made everyone I knew spar with me. Kyle and Lauren were the funniest. One day I smacked Lauren in the face (harder than I meant to) and cracked her jaw (it still makes a funny clicking noise now when she eats) and another time when I was sparring with Kyle, he collapsed after about 6 rounds and sat cross-legged on the floor of the ring nearly crying saying "I can't do it anymore!" Me and my trainer nearly wet ourselves laughing! He looked so helpless and sorry for himself!
On that note I just want to tell all my friends how mush I love them. They are the bestest group of people in the world! They have supported me through thick and thin, made me laugh, stood up for me and been there whenever I've needed them. In fact, I might just write the last paragraph of my book now cos it totally sums up how mush I love them all, here it is, the last paragraph of "Keeping it Real":
"The biggest thanks go to my true friends (you know who you are) and most importantly to my mum Kris, dad John and brother Jordan. For sticking by me through thick and thin, for picking up the shattered pieces so many times, for putting up with my mad schemes and plans, for allowing me to make my own mistakes, for standing up for me, for encouraging me, for making me laugh and cuddling me when I cry, for never failing to be there, for putting up with my mess, for helping me through the hard times and for making the most of the good times, for keeping me sane, for understanding me, for putting me in my place, for helping me to tidy my house, for listening to my problems and helping me to solve them, for chatting to me for hours on end when I can't sleep, for kicking me up the butt when I needed it, for going out of your way for me and, most importantly, for loving me with all your hearts. I love you more than all the grains of sand in the world."
I love the fact that that is this last thing in my book. I mean every word of it too! My friends really are the best in the world. Each one of them is so different yet gives me so mush in their own way. They are all intelligent, caring, warm, nice and funny people. They all want to make the world a better place and they would all do anything for anyone. I truly love them to bits!
Also, while on the subject of friends I want to wish Michelle Foreman the HAPPIEST Birthday in the World today! She's currently in Australia and we are all missing her loads. Michelle, if you are reading this; hurry up and come home. I know you love it out there and that you are having the time of your life but we all miss you and want to see you! It's been too long now!!! I hope you did all the things I told you to on your birthday (wink wink) and I hope you had the best day ever! Jordan & Lauren say "Happy Birthday" too and want to tell you they love you. I love you quadruple the amount of all the grains of sand, all the rain-drops, all the blades of grass and all the buttons in the world put together! And that's a LOT!!!! Beat that Foreman! We do love you and miss you. We are soooooo happy for you that you are having fun but enough's enough Foreman! We NEED you! ha ha. I can't wait til you're back! Nine weeks left isn't it? Yippeeeee! Parties non-stop! Love you and Happy Birthday again babe!
I'm going to go now. Alex is getting the hump cos I keep moving! She's chasing me round the room trying to do my hair! I keep getting up to do things in between writing this. I hope you're all having a great week.
All my love Jodie x x x x x
P.S Quote for the day: "A more abundant life is a more loving life....Love that smelly, ragged old man sprawled on the subway grate for warmth? Certainly. Love the fellow with AIDS? Yes. Love the kid who has just mugged you for drug money? Especially. ... The meaning of life? There are these three; faith, hope and love, and the greatest of these is love" Theodore Hesburgh (b.1917)
- I am still desperately TRYING to love the stinky kids that stole my phone in Valencia and maybe one day I will but right now I am still dealing with not having any numbers in my phone and until I get them all back I will continue to have a slightly throbbing vein in my head every time I think about them
P.P.S A poem written for me by Kirsteen (thank you, it's lovely!):
You are such a gorgeous girl
With a baby at Monkey World
So thoughtful is Lash
Not just after your cash
You're getting the life you deserve
Your visit to Dinda made you cry
And I can totally understand why
She's a bundle of sweetness
Lashes knew your weakness
Soon its time for a new baby boy!
P.P.P.S in the time I have been writing this. Lauren has written a poem about Lyla so here it is:
Lyla Plum when she was small
Was sprightly and cute, she fooled us all
So different from Paddy, our big bull-frog!
We thought she was a boxer dog!
With her long straight legs and slim-line tum
A velvety head and un-wrinkled bum
We pondered every day and night
Had the breeder really got this right?
Then suddenly things started to change
Her belly filled out, it all seemed strange
With a big fat neck and droopy cheeks
This transformation in a matter of weeks
Our Paddy man so well-behaved
Did he now have the companion he craved?
A bulldog friend we all hoped would be
As handsome, caring and loving as he!
But don't hold your breath, no need to excite
With Lyla we have a tricky plight
Only one word describes our Lyla Plum
She really is a simpleton!
Her eyes they droop like none before
What she's really thinking we're never sure!
She'll groan and cry and jump and bite
She runs us ragged day and night
Poor Paddy has to hide away
Cos Lyla ALWAYS wants to play
She steals his toys and chews his bone
She'll never leave him on his own
Now Paddy's grown up, he is a man
He'll straighten her out if he can!
He needs to teach her wrong and right
So we can get some sleep at night!
When she's done wrong he'll bark and shout
In doggy language "cut it out!"
He tells her off and gets the hump
Then back upstairs he'll go and grump
But when the house is gone to sleep
Up to her side he'll slowly creep
He'll lay beside her on the bed
And on her belly, lay his head
He thinks that none of us can know
How mush he really loves her so
He'll lick her face when no one can see
He's head over heels and so are we!!!!!
The end!
Do you know what? Not only is that 200% spot on but it has made me realise just how mush we all think of Paddy and Lyla as being human rather than dogs! Ha ha. They really are little people to us and we treat them accordingly. We all talk to them (as if they fully understand what we're saying) and everyone loves them like they are actually my kids! We study everything they do and as Lauren says in the poem, we know what they are thinking. We all know that Paddy puts on a front around us. He really doesn't want us to know how mush he loves Lyla and yet every night when he thinks we're not around, he will snuggle up with her! Whenever I catch them doing it, I take a picture on my camera! They're so cute! So, thanks to Lauren for that - she's the best poem writer ever! Of course, when we write poems together they are hysterical and we make ourselves laugh for weeks on end! We love poems!!!!!
P.P.P.P.S my Myspace is www.myspace.com/youwishiwasyourbird - add me, comment on my pics and videos and enjoy looking at all the fun stuff on there. Just please don't get the hump if I don't reply. I send out regular bulletins to all the people on my friends list so just add me! Love yooooooooou! X x x
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