So on with the catch up. Sunday morning started off with another fabby workshop.. I, of course, was dressed for comfort...!!!
Although I had a brill time at the show, demoing all day and chatting my ass off, I was sad that I missed my Granddaughters birthday party. Maisie was 4 on Sunday. 4!!! where did that sneak up..??
Our Jay and Em's attended like the doting aunties they are. Not sure if they were part of this dance..!!! lol
Now Maisie has very specific ideas of what she likes and dislikes.
Dislikes cakes, loves buns
dislikes pink, likes blue,
dislikes people singing Happy Birthday, likes aunty distracting her.
After a manic breakdown of the show, I hotfooted it over to Newcastle for the Paloma Faith concert. Sexy Susie had treated me for my birthday, lucky girl arent I..?? We got there about an hour after the suggested start time, and all I can say is we were way too early. The support band were atrocious, I,m still not sure if it was just an illusion. They are supposed to be a fine blend of Punk and Funk, but to me they sounded more like sh*t and sh**tier..!!!! The best bit was when the lead singer fell over on stage. That was priceless..!!!
To add insult to injury the women in front of me kept rubbing her arse on my leg and trying to chat to me all the time.After an hour Susie made me change position with her before I knocked her out.!!
and just when things were calming down, we got some silly bint screaming into her mobile at the same time as being stood right next to us.
Her " can you hear me Kelly..??
wave your hand
can you hear me
we are on the right of the stairs ( they were actually on the left..!!)
Can you hear me, Why can,r you hear me
Wave your arm, wave it high, wave your aem Kelly
can you hear me.
Can you hear me, wave wave your arm."
Susie, now losing her grip " will somebody raise their frikkin arm then we can get rid of her..!!!"
We also had another unfortunate toilet incident. I was busting and dashed in, but had to quickly get out again,to bring the others in for a look. Not one door had a lock on, no toilet tissue in any, but the best bit was the handwashing facilities. The re was a large circular basin taking up most of the room and no one could work out how to get water to come out. When we did suss it, you had to hit it with such force that you drowned every one else in the vicinity. Oh and you guessed it , there was no frikkin paper towels..! Srill it kept us away from hearing Le Sharke playing...
Anyway she was abs frikking wonderful...Sos but this was the only decent shot of her. Mind you is it surprising, taking into account the rubbing down from the woman in front..lmao
This is Maisies first ever Easter bonnet
Aunty Jay made it for her, think she had nearly as much fun ,
To be so strong that nothing can disturb my peace of mind.
To talk health, happiness, and prosperity to every person I meet.
To make all my friends feel that there is something worth while in them.
To look at the sunny side of everything and make my optimism come true.
To think only of the best, to work only for the best
and to expect only the best.
To be just as enthusiastic about the success of
others as I am about my own.
To forget the mistakes of the past and press on to the
greater achievements of the future.
To wear a cheerful expression at all times and give a smile
to every living creature I meet.
To give so much time to improving myself that I
have no time to criticize others.
To be too large for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear,
and too happy to permit the presence of trouble.
To think well of myself and to proclaim this fact to the world,
not in loud word, but in great deeds.
To live in the faith that the whole world is on my side,
so long as I am true to the best that is in me.
--Christian D. Larson