Well...

It's Saturday night and am I out having a whale of a time with a host of eligible young batchelors and other folks of fun and frivolity? Obviously not! Boring old Saturday night in for me this weekend. In fact, a whole weekend in for me.

So, in the event of lack of funds and lack of social life, the highlight of my weekend so far has been the novelty of taking X to swimming lessons at our newly opened swimming pool this morning (and seeing SPM who is still looking hot, hot, hot - in a nerdy, unoticeable, Clark Kent kind of way), followed by a trip to the library to stock up on Rainbow Fairy books (for X, not me, obviously!). The rest of the day passed somewhat dully, not to mention rainily, and now I am stuck in with nothing to do and nobody to do it with! Bah!!

Ah well, X has a pony party to attend tomorrow, and of course the obligatory trip to Pater's to take cards and chocolates. You never know, I may get a decent roast dinner out of it!

A long week

It has been such a long, long week. I can't believe I haven't posted since Tuesday but I just have not had a minute to myself.

Work has been manic, due to minimum staffing levels as a result of easter, end of financial year, budgets, service level agreements, squabbling about services required and how much we'll pay for them, and a steering group meeting to organise and chair on top of that, and will be manic for at least the week to come also, as I have organised an event I anticipated about 25 people coming to, and have now had about 70 responses. Aaaargh!!!

As a consequence of all of this, I worked from home on Wednesday night until 2am, then worked all day Thursday, did outreach Thursday night, got home and 11.30pm and then more work on the pc until 2am again, at work all day on Friday. By Friday evening I was so exhausted that I literally picked up X and then had to lay down before I fell down. Woke up about 7pm, by a text, and managed to rouse myself for the rest of the evening, during which the most I could manage was the sofa and tv.

Saturday was spent at swimming lessons for X (no SPM for the third week in a row !), then a wander down town to buy new school sandals for X and books for my bookworm Y. Was out last night with Meg, Straight and (later) Lena, for a very quiet night in The Nun, which was practically empty. I did get a booty call from M, but couldn't really be bothered to follow it up, so replied but didn't encourage it. What a good girl I am :-)

So that's about it for my weekend. Have spent today catching up on some reading, which is something I haven't done enough of lately, pottering around doing some cleaning and washing, and getting ready to be back at school/work tomorrow. I have got a folder of work which I should really be doing, to get a heads up before tomorrow, but to be honest, I'm feeling much more inclined to catch up with goings on in Blogland, and still have my second fabulous bloggy link to do.

Hopefully things will quieten down by the end of this week, and then only a fortnight until I go to Vegas!!! I can't believe it has come round this quick. Less than 3 weeks and I will be in America! Yay!

How did that happen?

Just realised I haven't posted since Wednesday, and all of a sudden it's Saturday already!! Did I blink and miss something? Like the last four days!! Then again, I'm sure I went to sleep one day at the lovely young age of 20 and woke up 34!!! I wonder if it will happen the other way round one day?

Still not much to tell. Work has been absolutely manic the last few weeks, ridiculously so on Thursday and Friday (I'm expected to be a team manager, a multi-agency partnership co-ordinator, a commissioner and a service provider), so much as I love it I am glad for a weekend of doing nothing (except cleaning, cooking, washing, mothering, etc of course!!).

Was gutted this morning to get out of bed a couple of minutes early to slap some war paint on, only to discover that SPM wasn't at the pool this week, it was the wife instead! What a waste of 5 minutes I could have had in bed!!

So that's about it from me. I'm intending to spend the rest of the day eating pic n mix in the coolest black and white striped knee length socks :-)

Whilst berating myself for heifer like status of body, of course!!

Swimming Pool Man

I meant to post about this last week, and then forgot all about him until I took X swimming today and saw him again.

I've noticed SPM over the last few weeks, since X has moved into the big pool for her swimming lessons. He is, quite frankly, one of the most handsome men I have ever seen. And handsome is the only word I can find that fits. He isn't sexy, or fit, or cute, or even fuckable - he is just aesthetically perfect! Mills and Boon perfect!

Black hair, dark eyes, strong jawline, defined cheekbones, the most beautifully perfect straight nose I have ever seen, lean just the right height. I can just imagine what he would look like photographed naked for a Calvin Klein ad.

So this is all very nice, and not that unusual, (there are a lot of good looking men in the world), but what's strange about SPM (and incidentally he's married and got three kids (unfortunately), so no trying to pimp me out you lot!) is that although he is one of the most beautiful men I have ever seen, he is also a really nerdy looking bloke that you could look straight over without it so much as registering on the scale. I did the first time I saw him, and probably the second and third!

It isn't even his clothes, which are pretty unremarkable but nothing dreadful, or the fact that he wears glasses that aren't fashionable but could be, it's more in the way he carries himself, as if he has no concept of himself as handsome. He's got that bland thing down to a tee. Yet, although everything about him is unremarkable, when you look closely, his facial features are really very remarkable. Think Bruce Wayne,Peter Parker, Clark Kent.

I don't know what it is about him, but having him to view certainly helps the 45 minute Saturday morning lessons fly by...