One of the Barista's, who I don't see that often, knows my name. I was very impressed, told her how my memory is not that good, she, Livvy, replied that hers isn't either but it helps if you have a quirk... bear with me. If Livvy drew a picture of the store, (this is what she told me,) then I would be sitting at the window. I would indeed.
No workout for me this morn, really think a visit to a chiropractor is pretty much unavoidable.
Saturday, it's my friend from the newspaper's 30th Birthday party today and I need to be ready early to head into town. I meet up with another friend I used to work with, and head across town, (in my high heels and borrowed frock and jacket,) with friend's boyfriend, who is lovely... to the venue. Birthday girl has just arrived in a white Cadillac, perfect for the 1950's theme. Birthday girl looks stunning, oh to be 30 again, long dark hair, small leopard print dress, and bow in hair, red belt, shoes and lips, she looked gorgeous.
The night was great, live music, (all of the musicians were amazing,) dozens of small glitter balls hung from the high ceiling, tea lights lit on every table, complete with tiny glass jars of mint imperials and confetti stars, just perfect.
I had a wonderful night, I only actually knew my friend S and the hostess, who was of course busy socialising for most of the night and my friend S could not stay glued to me, but I had a lovely time chatting, some of my former work colleagues, (from different departments,) remembered me, which is something, as I left a good... three years ago. Everyone was lovely and entertaining and everyone had made an effort for the '50's theme whether it be slicked back hair or an eBay prom dress, it was a really special night.
So, after much chat and entertainment, I thanked the hostess and headed to the corner of the street to be picked up by B. What neither of us knew, was that, the street we'd driven down earlier, was pedestrianised at night, complete with bollards so cars couldn't access, and so, I stood on a street corner for 20 minutes. There's something I never thought I'd say. Haven't quite worked out yet if I was more upset at being stranded on a street corner for 20 minutes or being stranded on a street corner and not being propositioned for 20 minutes.
Anyway, B finally found a way through, (she's a better woman than I, I would have had to have parked up on the outskirts and taken a taxi in... darn one way system.) Amidst a sea of revellers, I suddenly see an arm waving from across the road, any other time, you'd be embarrassed and pretend they didn't belong to you, but I was freezing by this point. So, I cross the road and we head around the corner to the car and on the passenger seat... is a hot water bottle. I know... you don't need to tell me, some of my sisters may be a pain in the backside but they do have their moments, and this was one of them.
B dropped me safely at home, I had a shower and a quick de-caff coffee and went to bed... I went out, like a light.
Sunday... the sun was shining and yes... it's April Fool's Day, it's also freezing cold by the way. After here, I'm heading home to seriously tidy up as I did nothing yesterday, the day just evaporated before my eyes and then it was time to get ready, so I really need to make up for it today.
I've barely exercised this week, my back is bad and I think I'll need to see someone about it before long.
Well, just after I wrote the above, I was quite happily sitting in Starbucks with my iPod in when I heard raised voices but didn't think anything of it, a few seconds later, I turned around to see a queue of people for the door, I pulled out my ear plugs for my friend to tell me they were evacuating because of fire, 5 seconds later, the alarm sounded. It was all very calm. We congregate outside with the doors firmly locked behind us. I have all of my belongings, (my precious iPod and journal,) and I stand with Mr Regular who has sauntered outside, leaving all of his stuff behind.
We chat and then I bid my farewells, Mr Regular states a case of , "I'm alright Jack," which is technically true, but it's not my fault if people have no fore thought is it? They will at least have to wait for the fire brigade to give the all clear... such is life ;) I leave to get on with my day.
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