this is me and rach, she's divine |
"what the fuck are you on about?"
it's no secret i've been feeling a trifle shite these past few weeks and have consciously been trying to do things that make me happy and simultaneously take me out of my comfort zone. one of my favourite's uni friends came to visit last night and i braved a night out where i bumped into my work wife, her sister and devilishly lovely boyfriend. we had a good time together but i ended up feeling a bit anxious and panicked in a scorching room of sweaty rock and rollers. sobriety doesn't always help so i retired home, a bit defeated. baby steps, eh?
today was exactly what i needed though. an old friend popped over with her two kids, 3 and 7 respectively, for a quick catch up. to lay down the law already, they are a beautiful little family. mum is wonderful and has been her whole life, the 3 year old is the funniest princess i've met and her oldest is the kindest, most humble 7 year old i've had the pleasure of knowing since he was a little foetus.
today's mate |
but "what the fuck is that like?"
i've known these guys for a long time now and what with my job being so busy and my withdrawal from most social situations, i've not seen them nearly as much as i should. but last night and today's little rendezvous really made me realise how lovely they all are and, selfishly, how happily busy i am around them. it's like we'd never been apart. so i'm going to west midlands safari park with the kids at some point because that'll be fucking amazing for everyone involved won't it?
don't forget who your real friends are. maybe you can only count them on one hand but that's okay. they're the ones that matter.
"what the fuck is that song?"
sticking with the idea of happiness, today's track comes from meghan trainor. she's the chick who sings "all about the bass" which is already at 50 million views thanks to her overnight success in america but, as i've mentioned previously, is only just coming to light over here. she's 20 and already smashing it. her next single, "dear future husband", sounds exactly like eliza doolittle circa 2011 meets olly murs (criminally so) but it's cheery and subtle and colourful and lovely. the epitome of a happy song: 3 minutes of joy.
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