Swoon
Oh my. Oh my oh my ohmyohmyohmyohmy…… I am in the middle of a breathless swooning moment because I have had lots of emails from my friends and family telling me wonderful things about my writing and how good they think my blog is, and some of them are fabulously intelligent people who themselves write very well indeed, and I even have another comment from yet another complete stranger asking me when my book is out… well, suffice to say I'm all aflutter.
I had to go online to pay some bills, just to bring myself back to reality for a bit.
In other Anna news, my brother Ric and I and a friend of mine went to see Heads We're Dancing last night and what a great gig it was. (They are off next month to hit the big time at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival, and just hearing those words was enough to spin me off into a reverie about summertime in Edinburgh and walking about in the shadow of the Castle soaking up all the atmosphere of the Festival and maxing my credit card going to see all sorts of wonderful and funny and literary and downright arty farty acts… mmmmmm, it was nice). Ric and I tore up the dance floor – we can be a pretty mean duo when we feel the rhythm. I think it comes of neither of us actually giving a shit what anybody thinks we look like. Ric was his usual gregarious self – by the end of the night he'd made friends with everyone on the dance floor and spent a great deal of time shaking hands and backslapping and introducing me to all of his new mates.
Anna stayed with Grandma for the second successful time but this time, did she sleep soundly all night long? Oh no, she did not. Apparently she woke up at 9 o'clock and refused to go back to sleep, so she and Grandma stayed up watching TV and eating chocolate. Hmmmm. I got home to find them snuggled up together in a purple velvet bathrobe, surrounded by abandoned toys and with chocolate foil strewn about the place. They had saved me some, which was nice of them.
I had to go online to pay some bills, just to bring myself back to reality for a bit.
In other Anna news, my brother Ric and I and a friend of mine went to see Heads We're Dancing last night and what a great gig it was. (They are off next month to hit the big time at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival, and just hearing those words was enough to spin me off into a reverie about summertime in Edinburgh and walking about in the shadow of the Castle soaking up all the atmosphere of the Festival and maxing my credit card going to see all sorts of wonderful and funny and literary and downright arty farty acts… mmmmmm, it was nice). Ric and I tore up the dance floor – we can be a pretty mean duo when we feel the rhythm. I think it comes of neither of us actually giving a shit what anybody thinks we look like. Ric was his usual gregarious self – by the end of the night he'd made friends with everyone on the dance floor and spent a great deal of time shaking hands and backslapping and introducing me to all of his new mates.
Anna stayed with Grandma for the second successful time but this time, did she sleep soundly all night long? Oh no, she did not. Apparently she woke up at 9 o'clock and refused to go back to sleep, so she and Grandma stayed up watching TV and eating chocolate. Hmmmm. I got home to find them snuggled up together in a purple velvet bathrobe, surrounded by abandoned toys and with chocolate foil strewn about the place. They had saved me some, which was nice of them.
posted by Helen at 10:15 pm
2 Comments:
hey! maybe you should write a book. then publish it get real famous and see if the regulars at south beach recognise you then!
decaf soy bloody latte anyone?
no, seriously, you are one of the few people who make me laugh so hard shit comes out my nose...truly. you should be published and living the high life in a house with heating, or at least insulation......
luv helen and dusk
LOL...glad to hear that you got to have some fun out....too funny...at least they saved ya some chocolate...looking forward to hearing more...
Take care
:)Just me
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