Will someone buy me a lotto ticket....please?

I love weekends. I keep forgetting to buy a lotto ticket so that I can permanently be on weekend.....
We are currently planning Jamie's thirteenth birthday party at the moment, it's all very exciting. She is planning a 'fantasy' theme for the party, she is dressing as a fairy. She writes me lists, it's a good thing I have Jamie to keep me organised, she has shopping lists, party lists, guest lists..... David says that she will be a wedding planner when she is older, she certainly has the skills, I think okay, so long as she can support her mum in the lifestyle she would like to become accustomed to.
I got a new phone this weekend, I lost mine about 12 days ago, it's amazing how disconnected I have felt without my mobile phone, I feel whole again.

How long 'til the holidays?

I'm tired, as usual, ready for a holiday. Had a lovely weekend. Jennie, from work, came up to have lunch with Dave and I, and Dave's parents, Linda and Colin. We had a lovely afternoon making clay houses that were gorgeous, Jen is going to make them with her students.
I felt really crook at school today, bad tummy pains, so am thinking I will probably not be at work tomorrow, will see how I go. I'm sure it should be much closer to holidays than it is.
Too tired to write my blog, I'm going to bed. Goodnight.

Saturday Night.

It's Saturday night, 6.43p.m. I'm ready for bed, a big night last night. Dave and I went to friends' house and drank 'til the early hours, then dropped friends home in Willeton and got home at some ridiculous hour, then a friend called at 8.45a.m. this morning to say "hi". Anyway, it was a great night, got to meet Christiaan's new girlfriend and had many bottles of wine and lots of laughs, and I was really pleased to hear from my friend this morning so it's all good.
Mothers' Day tomorrow, my mum bailed to go and see the V8 supercar racing so Dave's mum and dad are coming up and we'll have a quiet day with them and the kids, David is making soup, Yum!
Not much luck with the weight loss, lost 1kg. the first week, then put on 1.6kg in the second, it is my weigh in tomorrow but am expecting bad news after the wine and KFC I had last night.
Take care,
Chris.

Girls' Night Out

Last night two gorgeous single staff members invited me out on a girls night out. When the plans were first made I was kind of expecting dinner and a movie, but these girls are party girls and had other ideas. Sharon was busy at the 'sensing murder' show that's visiting Perth at the moment so Heidi and I headed off on our own, first stop the Grapevine Bar in Northbridge. It was a great start to the night and, for me, actually provided the highlight of the night. It was my turn to buy the round of drinks and as I was waiting at the bar a highly inebriated guy comes up and starts chatting, telling me that he was here from Melbourne, on his way to Darwin, and that I was in fact an amazingly beautiful woman, he really couldn't believe it. At this stage I was nearly rolling on the floor, but to be honest also slightly flattered. Anyway, I was ordering a cocktail called a Mojito, which is really yummy but takes ages to make. Finally it was complete and I headed back to Heidi to fill her in, she says "don't look now but he's following you!" When he approached the table I told him as quickly as I could that I was in fact married but the beautiful Heidi was single, and he very appropriately turned his full charm to Heidi. Anyway, that's not the good bit, after a few minutes of slurred attempts at conversation I see this woman approach from behind out of nowhere and slap this guy, and I mean hard, across that face. He looks up as if he's never seen her before, she storms off, and he continues to chat up Heidi. We convinced him that it may be for the best if he went after her, thankfully he agreed. The night carried on until about half past two, when I begged to be allowed to go home, those girls would have gone all night. I'm actually not even going to try to explain the experience of going to the nightclub after the grapevine bar because there are no words. Never have I seen so many openly gauping guys and women with quite so much breast exposed - seriously there are no words except to say I vow never to go back there again!!