annanotbob's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If I could I surely would Lots of goodness today, after a crappy start. That poxy cat, her royal Bobness, has a fondness for eating rubber and polystyrene. A total pain - yoga mats have to live in the car and she has a nasty habit of stealing babies' dummies (comforters), eating the rubber bit and presenting the leftover as some kind of gift. She'd clearly found a rubber band during the night, eaten it, then puked it up along with all the other contents of her stomach, right next to me. It was on the sheet, the duvet and in my hair. Mmm. Nice. Ren went to bed at 9 last night and slept through till 11 this morning. It was great having him here, especially being asleep. He's gone to his digs on campus now, but will be back tomorrow probably. Sara still hasn't made it home. She's currently at Dot's, in the actual town of Glastonbury and might be here tomorrow. Or not. Cool. After missing several weeks, I met my friend B for a swim and a plate of chips today, which was just what we both needed. She's a 'service user' too - I met her on a course - and in between swimming and stuffing our faces we do a lot of hugging and saying, 'I'm so glad I know you!' She did the tier 2 recovery thing and said it was brilliant. She's bipolar and manages herself, her condition and her life in a quite enviably pragmatic fashion. So it's all good. My sister is seeing if she can rustle us up a couple of tickets to see Len at the O2 arena. They're changing hands at stupid money online, but her husband has been working on the edge of the music biz for thirty years (though he's mainly with those WWE 'wrestlers' these days). He can usually get on the guest list, but this is a bit of a one off, so who knows. Fingers crossed. Is anyone else having trouble with hotmail? My first page has completely seized up - I can see 'you have comments' which is OK as I can come and read it here, but there's a couple of emails there that I need to read and can't open. I can't even access my address book or write to anyone as the whole page is frozen. Is this the hotmail system or just me? It's been all day. I haven't actually got started on any art project but I've been mulling things over. Mainly what I'd do to give awittykitty a beautiful view in her kitchen, which is what happens when The plant that I dug out of my last garden as a seedling and have nurtured tenderly ever since, finally flowered today. Bah. It's not sweet rocket (a completely different plant to edible rocket), but evening primrose. I quite like it, but don't understand how it can be - we last planted evening primrose there about seven or eight years ago and it didn't do at all, haven't seen one in flower since, whereas the rocket was fine and self-seeded everywhere. It's a mystery. Grateful for: a better day; lying in the garden with Millie and Bob; watching Renny sleep, like a right old psycho-ma; scrummy homemade quiche - why is shop-bought quiche so nasty?; clean bedding, though I do still have to wrestle it onto the bed. Sweet dreams xx 9:05 p.m. - 01/07/2008 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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