11th February 2012

So, as I write to you, it's now almost 3pm and the temperature has managed to get up to zero.  You're jealous aren't you, and wishing you were here?

I was bombarded with texts this morning while I worked out, first Mandie, my much trusted beautician and then unexpectedly, Carol, she wanted to know if I was visiting my usual haunt this morning, she was also heading in that direction and she'd meet me for a catch up.  Totally out of the blue and just lovely.  I spent the first 20 minutes at Starbucks catching up with Fay, 10 minutes reading then Carol arrived, it was a whistle stop catch up bearing in mind that our catch ups usually last at least 4 hours, we did exceptionally well to cram in her major stuff within 30 minutes then we both had things to do and places to go, it was lovely though and definitely warmed my cockles.

The icy wind is biting and I can't feel my fingers once I've pumped petrol into the tank for two minutes.  I head to my eldest sister's as it's her birthday and spend the next 45 minutes thawing out and chatting.  I'm not sure if it's the age difference or a result of the past almost 9 years, but we seem to have hit our stride, finally.  I try not to do anything to annoy her, she still can't resist having a dig but it's not necessarily aimed at me anymore and we kind of co-habit the same airspace for a short amount of time, without too much damage being done to either.  Does that make sense?  I love her, she's my sister, and I go out of my way to try to make sure she doesn't hate me too much.  That's all I can do. 

I whacked my elbow this morning and now it's twinging, probably just the cold though rather than anything major.

On Thursday in work, one of my friends stared at my hair then asked if I'd bought any of those "twisty" things that she'd recommended a few months beforehand.  I took this as a polite; "what the heck is the matter with your hair and can't you do anything better than that?"  For a few weeks now, I've been wearing the hair up in a giant clip.  It's desperately in need of a cut but the gas and electric need to be paid first and while I know it's not the height of, well... anything, it's tidy right?  Well, tidy it may be but it pushed Caroline to ask if I hadn't yet tried the twisty things.

Truth was, I bought recommended twisty things months ago but couldn't quite grasp the knack of the up do using just these.  Anyway, for the past two days, I have worn hair up with twisties and three Kirby grips and you know, it's not bad and yes okay, I admit it... marginally better than the clip.  I need more practice but so far, so good and still better than the clip.  In case they make it to your shores, they are actually; "Goody spin pins."