I've had the nicest day ever today! Last night, we all went for our Indian. After that we went to a pub in the High Street and then Dave and I came home to be alone, leaving Tony trumpet, Jord and Rusty to go to a nightclub in Chelmsford. Dave and I had a cuddle on the sofa, before going to bed to have some fun and chats. We both got a giggling fit in bed and stayed awake for ages laughing. When we finally did fall asleep, we were woken not more than an hour later by a drunk Jordan on my phone saying that he didn't have door keys to get in. He asked if he could borrow mine and said that he would be outside my house in 2 minutes. I found a big towel to wrap around myself and went down to the front door to find Rusty staggering around on my drive. I called out to him and he looked up, taking a minute to focus and realise where he was. Eventually he stumbled up to the door and took the keys from me. Dave and I were then wide awake again and so we had another little chat before falling asleep in each other's arms.
This morning, I woke up to watch Dave getting ready for work. I perved as he put his shirt and tie on and he came and gave me kisses in bed before he left. I got up shortly afterwards and got ready for my work: an interview about being vegetarian. I did the interview in my living room, it's going to be on the internet soon so I'll whack a link on the site when it's up. After that, Jordan came to mine and we left to pick up Tony Trumpet and go to Bluewater. It's Jord's birthday tomorrow so I took him shopping. I bought him some new clothes, a pair of Paul Smith shoes, a painting of Paul Weller and a new pair of glasses. He has to have special thin lenses cos he's half-blind, like me, and they're really expensive. He's been after new glasses for ages so I told him I'd get them. The ones he got are lush. He chose everything himself and was very pleased with his pressies. It's not often Jordan walks around smiling (cos most of the time, he's a moody musician), but today he has not only been smiling non-stop, but singing as he walked round the shops! Singing, can you believe?! He's in the best mood ever!!! We all had a lovely lunch in TGI Friday, Tony's treat, thanks Tone. I bought a few little bits for myself, including two boxes of a dozen Krispey Kreme doughnuts. Joy. That's 24 doughnuts to eat in the next two days. I'll give it a good go.
Sarah came to meet us in Bluewater, she got back yesterday from her holiday in Portugal with Dave (Morgan). They had a really nice time. Sarah and I are now back at mine and have eaten 4 doughnuts already. We are doing the pub crawl for England tonight. Being Jordan's birthday, we will obviously celebrate it in style. We're starting in the Slug, moving onto the Gardeners Arms and then finishing in the Horse and Groom. Classy! It's gonna be amazing though; there's about 30 of us out tonight. All the usual suspects will be there: Sarah and Dave (Morgan), Tony Trumpet, Pants, School teacher Lauren, Rusty, my Dave (the sexy one) along with everyone else in the crew. I'm going to wear something nice tonight as I want to look sexy for Dave. He always looks sexy and I find myself dribbling over him all the time. Now I need to make sure I'm always looking my best. I love it when he tells me I look beautiful cos when he says it, I know he means it. I know I keep going on about it but I'm over the moon, really I am floating on air. I was just chatting with Sarah about it and we both agree that it's the best relationship I've ever had (even my brother feels the same way and told me earlier to "hang onto him for dear life"). The thing is, I know that Dave doesn't see me as "Jodie Marsh - the famous girl" or "Jodie Marsh celebrity" or anything else; he just sees me as Jodie, sister to Jordan, friend and gang member of old. He knows the real me. In fact, when I think of it, it's always been that way. I don't think he's ever been impressed by what I do (like so many in the past have), I don't think he would care if I was a waitress, a stripper, a shop-worker or anything else. Unlike most of my other boyfriends who, in hindsight, have only liked me for the fact that I'm famous, he doesn't give a rat's arse. He just cares about me. The real me. Oh.... And he fancies me. And God do I fancy him! It's so great. Seriously I don't know why I've wasted all this time going out with randoms and strangers when all along the perfect man was right there, one of my own mates, someone I've always fancied, always got on with, always had a laugh with. Was I blind? Maybe just mad?! Thankfully I have seen the light (before it was too late) and we are now settled into blissful coupledom. We are so comfortable with each other, it's untrue. We love being together and I am grinning from ear to ear as I write this. He makes me feel wanted and special and beautiful. He's only 23 but acts a lot older (when he's not drunk anyway). He really is my perfect man. My brother loves him, my friends love him, I love him.
People trust me, if you have a friend that you've secretly fancied for ages; do something about it, before it's too late! Nothing beats the feeling of going out with someone you already love, already have a great bond with and know really well. It cuts out all the bullsh*t game-playing that so often happens at the start of a relationship. It cuts out the need to tell them your life story and it cuts out the need to discover bad habits that you don't actually like. When you're mates to start with, you already know the worst of each other's bad habits, you don't need to get to know each other, you already have a love and trust. All you have is the excitement of being with somebody new. Discovering each other in naughty ways (if you know what I mean). I feel like we've been together forever and it's amazing.
The other great thing about Dave is that he is giving me the perfect balance. He hasn't turned into a puppy dog. He still has his own interests and hobbies. He won't drop his whole life for me (like so many before) and I love that. There's nothing worse than a bloke wanting to be with you 24/7 and giving up his life for you, even though you never asked them to. It makes me go running for the hills when they do that. At the same time, he isn't giving me the run-around. He isn't playing any silly games, I'm not a challenge to him (after all, it was me who chased him!), he just wants to be with me as mush as he can (in between band practice, gigs, music lessons and football), which suits me absolutely fine. In fact people, I can honestly say, I've never had it this good - ever! Again I'd like to stress to you that if you fancy your best mate then tell him/her. It'll be the best thing you've ever done (if they feel the same way that is! Please God I hope they do!).
I'm off to beautify myself now as my stunning boyfriend (did I mention he looks just like Jake Gyllenhaal? He's got the biggest dreamiest eyes in the world) will be here in an hour and I want to blow him away with my looks tonight. I need to cos by midnight he'll be holding my hair while I throw up in a pub toilet! ;)
Have an amazing weekend. All my love from my bursting heart and smiling face
xxxxx
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