Weird…But In A Good Way

Oh what a weekend, went out with my sisiter Friday night (see previous post) let me just say thank you to her now….I really didn’t need reminding ALL NIGHT that I’m a 25 year old single parent who cant hold down a relationship, who’s last relationship was a pile of shit and have no friends.

Saturday was an equally strange day, went to the Wharf in Walsall for some lunch with Steve, text James to say we were there so I could pick up my ticket for next weeks gig, he came and sat with us for 10mins and while he was there I spotted my ex across the bar, which botherd me less than I thought it would so I finished my drinks then we left…..
It was this point I started getting really bothered as to get to the car park we had to pass aforementioned ex’s table…

…and he was there with another girl!!

This in itself didn’t bother me, but the girl he was with REALLY REALLY bothered me, GRRRR!!! of all the people I could have seen him with its the one I most expected to see, as its the girl he swore to me nothing was going on with, even though I caught him lying about text messages they were sending each other WHILE I WAS SITTING NEXT TO HIM AT MY FRIENDS WEDDING ( he told me it was his friend he was talking to although I soon found out otherwise) AND he would always sit and drink with when I wasn’t about but as soon as I was there she’d cut him and me dead?? And I wasn’t being paranoid it was picked up by others too…..

…..So I preceeded to send a ranting text to Catherine (sorry again hun) go home, scrub my living room clean while listening to VERY loud music and denouncing all men as lying tossers!! (sorry to the nice men but I’ve yet to be in a relationship with one) THEN as Al had invited himself round I rang Steve to get him there too and drank myself silly in the company of Mr Jack Daniels..

Sunday I awoke not feeling my best (Jacks great to go to sleep with but not so hot to wake up with the morning after) so I tentivaly edged downstairs to kick Al off the sofa where he’d crashed the night before to sit and feel sorry for myself!

Then I recieved a phone call off my mate Sharon who in my tender state managed to totally befuddle me with her talk and some how I’ve agreed to adopt her pet Rabbit!!

So in all a FANTASTIC weekend, Drink, Abusive sisters, Lying Ex’s and friends Rabbits!!!

Whenever I get up in the morning, go in bathroom or walk down the stairs at my Mom’s house I usually catch sight of myself in a mirror and I always presumed the person looking back at me was…well ME. Apparently not, in the last 3 weeks I have been told i look like KT Tunstall no less than 8 times by various people, I’m not complaining as she is very pretty BUT I cant see the likeness myself a.she is like 5′ 0″ and I’m 5′ 5″ she has LONG dark hair mine is shoulder length and thats just the obvious differences.

When I was first told I had little idea of what KT looked like, I knew her songs but as for looks wise…no idea SO I asked the group of girls I teach at the Drama Workshop and my work friends if they agreed, And I thought back to other people I’d been compared to in the past, I was rather alarmed at the ammount of people i’m supposed to resemble..

1. KT Tunstall
2. Davina McCall
3. Helena Beckensdale (Ross english wife from Friends)
4. Kat from Eastenders
5. Tracy from Coronation Street
6. (and this confused me at first think Friends) Rachaels Features with Monicas colouring.
7. And apparently one of the girls thought that when I was blonde I looked like Rachael Stevens (from Sclub7)???

Now I have to admit I’m flattered by some of these comparisons BUT really I always thought that I looked like ……ME!!!

I finshed watching 24 (season 2) Monday, I would have left a blog then or even Tuesday night but I was trying to catch up with the house work and other stuff I’d failed to do during my mammoth viewing session!!

Season 3 here I come!!!

Tuesday night I also spent an hour standing in the middle of a muddy field…Yes my son decided to join a football team!!

Bless him…So now my tuesday evenings are going to consist of a load of bitchness and cat calling as all the over possesive, self obsessed parents do the whole..”My son is better than yours!!” on the touch line!! Oh well if thats what he wants to do, so be it! I dont mind really as long as he doesn’t get too competative, the excercise will do him good and i’m sure he’ll find it fun!! (also it means i get to take the piss out of the aforementioned parents on a regular basis)!! so it could be worse.

Friday night I’m supposed to be going for a meal with my sister, if she remembers or her boyfriend doesn’t ask her to something else before then…wish me luck. An evening with the “up market” (meaning she swears by D&G and Gucci as opposed to Burberry) Chav, WHAT JOY!! I’m gonna get the third degree on my clothes, friends and taste in music, sometimes you’d think she was the eldest!!! Can’t you tell i’m looking forward to it!!