Early

The other day Loco and I woke up very early. We could have got up and gone into work and maybe arrived at a respectable hour for once, but instead we stayed in bed chatting, for an hour.

It was really nice and in a way I wish we woke up extra early every day so we could do the same, but I suppose the novelty would wear off.

At one point Loco was looking particularly pensive,

"What are you thinking about?" I asked

"Oh nothing" he replied

"You must be thinking about something..."

"Um, well, just about Dorc's wedding.."

"DORC'S WEDDING? Have you suddenly realised that you are secretly in love with her and are now lamenting her forthcoming nuptials??"

"No, I was just thinking if we get married on our preferred date will it give it enough time to go on a nice long honeymoon before we have to go to her wedding"

"Oh. Well yes, there'd be a month so plenty of time.."

and then as my brain whirled into action I exclaimed

"Ha! So you DO want to get married!"

Loco just smiled

Happy days.

Dorc

Oh God. It's been 3 days, I'm slipping into those bad habits again - although I do have an excuse, kind of.

Somehow I managed to .. do.. "something" to my back, in my sleep. Something that means a lot of pain when I move my head. This has happened before - I guess it happens to everyone once in a while but my problem was that I was in greatest pain when lying down or sitting on the sofa. I held out for one day then went straight to the Doc for drugs.

I'm now feeling much better and hoping that my private healthcare decides to pay out for the 10 sessions of physio the Doc has said I need. I'm booked in for tomorrow night but still haven't heard anything so fingers crossed.

In other news, a friend of Loco's is getting married in 2009. This friend, let's call her Dorc, used to fancy Loco when they were younger and spent their summers together, although he denies any mutual feelings. What he failed to mention was that at a wedding they both went to last summer (I didn't go - he hadn't told his family about me at that point) she was throwing herself at him. Loco's mum informed me of that little snippet...

Re-wind. Last Summer Loco was with me so obviously not interested in her, but hang on she's getting married in 2009 so when did she meet her man, oh! before the wedding. So she was after my boy when she already had one... HO!

Can't say I'm looking forward to meeting her.

Loco's mum told me not to fret - he's never shown any interest in her ever.

And what about the fact she's getting married in 2009... thunder - stolen - hmmph.

Note: Yes I know nothing is official but I really think it soon might be... ;)

Er.. ermm.. d'oh.

As per the agreement hereby start my attempts at regular posting:

Ahem. I suppose it would help if I had something to post about..

A big row with Loco perhaps? - no, not this time.

Something amusing and embarrassing that happened to me? Nope, for once I have managed not to shame myself in public.

Something that's bothering me about the apartment renovations? NO, NO, NO! - flat-zilla get back in your box!

Well what then?

Hmm..

Hmmmmmmmmm...

Oh sod it... Here is an amusing video

PS - I apologise for my lack of technical skills - don't know how to get that video in my post...

Financial ruin

First of all a big shout out to whoever searched for "horny tree huggers" and found me! Not quite sure how you managed it but welcome anyway.

We got our first quote for the building work on the apartment last night... I think I may change the title of this blog to financially ruined hussy. I understand that we're having a lot done (i.e. everything electrics, plumbing, new floors, doors, bathrooms, kitchen etc) but 9000 Euros just to rip stuff out? Come on! I think Loco and I will be taking out the kitchen cabinets ourselves.. how hard can it be (please don't remind me of this when I moan and whinge about it being very hard indeed). Not to mention the rest of the quote which eats up nearly our whole budget and doesn't even include the most expensive things like the kitchen, bathrooms and doors. It's the most expensive half-quote I've ever seen.

Anyway we'll just await the next one and hope for the best...

If it is anywhere near as expensive then I can forget any weddings in 2009 oh and 2010 and 2011 and probably for the rest of my life because dear friends, weddings in Spain are HUGELY expensive - we're talking 180 Euros a head average (for 2009)- and with big families like Loco's and medium size families like mine even with wedding funds we're still gonna have to save a shit-load of money before that can happen. sniff sniff. That will serve me right for getting ahead of myself ey.

A secret

I have a kind of secret.

It's do to with this post.

Loco and I have a lucky number - it's my family house number, his b'day, my mum's b'day, my dad's b'day and the day I was supposed to be born had I not been a few days late.

I mentioned to Loco that I would like to get married on this day, he laughed, I wasn't joking and out of interest looked up all of the Saturdays in the next few years that this date falls on.

One in particular stood out in 2009 as it would be my dad's b'day. I think it would be a nice tribute to my dad (deceased- don't know if I mentioned that) to get married on his b'day. But again 2009 - earlyish 2009 - and the next one doesn't come around until 2015. This is a bit soon considering we're not even engaged.

I told Loco about this date anyway and, well, I still don't have any diamond on my finger but - Loco and me - we looked at venues, prices and stuff on the internet and wrote up a "theoretical" list of people to invite - together! We even have our first dance song!

The best thing was later when we were laying in bed Loco said - "oh no, I forgot to put so and so on the list".. I don't think Loco can hide behind his "oh I never want to get married" thing any longer.

This is exciting stuff people and definitely not the behaviour of someone who does not want to get married.

But remember - it's a secret.

Mañana Mañana

I've come to the conclusion that I'm pretty bad at blogging and I think this is due to a number of reasons

a) I never get round to it, I always think of something to blog about, decide to do it later and then just never get round to it... before I know it a month has flown by. Has the Spanish mañana mañana syndrome taken over my brain?

b) I am never really as frank in my blog as would probably make for interesting reads. Although I'm pretty sure there is almost no-one I know reading.. or no-one in general reading I fail to blog about embarrassing or upsetting issues, which let's face it make for much interesting reads than what colour I'm gonna paint my living room (when I finally move in - when when when)

c) I'm not convinced my blog is actually worth reading at all. Not that I should care - I should write it for myself right? Why then do I edit, edit, edit bad things out...

So here I am again promising that I will do better and write more candid posts more often.

Fuckwit

So - you're seeing a guy for a while, it's good and you kind of like him and you're pretty damn gutted when he moves away and still think about him sometimes for quite a while afterwards.

You know you didn't really have anything but you liked him all the same and are pretty convinced that for at least the month before he left you were the only one he was sleeping with.

You stay friends and you get over your little crush and convince him to join facebook.

You then see him tagged in pictures taken on the last day you saw him, the day you slept together for the last time making out with the annoying little german bitch who had been trying to get her hands on him the whole time you were seeing him. You question whether he was with her the same time he was with you. It makes you rage.

Who could I be talking about?

Men. grr.

Suegra issues

Although I count myself very lucky when it comes to suegra, no mother-in-law’s from hell here, which is especially good considering I live with her.. last night she left me a bit miffed.

I can’t remember how the conversation started out exactly but I do remember the lecture that continued for at least an hour. Suegra is convinced that when Loco and I move into the apartment we are going to find ourselves facing a variety of problems regarding issues such as housework. She thinks that as she spoils us at home by doing the cooking, cleaning and washing (I'm very lucky, I know!) when we move to the apartment we are going to find it very difficult to do it for ourselves and hence we will have arguments. I tried to explain to Suegra that I have been living away from my mother for near on 8 years and do know how to wash, iron, cook and clean and so did Loco. But she was not to be convinced and went on and on and on. I personally didn’t think it was very nice of her to assume and inform me of all the problems I would be having with Loco over housework as if we were 5. It just makes me feel a bit shit even though I don’t think she’s right.

She also told me how couples that worked never went out alone and those couples who did there own thing on a Saturday night were destined for doom and gloom.

After she had finished I went straight to bed and stayed there.

Rant over.