OH GOD THE POOR THING....
I feel for her I really do, because I know that after 23 hours of labor I would of GLADLY been cut open to get my little Reef out. No honestly I very nearly told Stephen to tell them that, but then the little angel popped out. Oh oh poor Allison, literally I have goose pimples at the back of my neck thinking about it. Well it wasn't that long ago that I went through that lovely experience (NOT).
Well hopefully Martin (her husband) will get in touch with me in the next couple of hours saying that they have a lovely boy/girl. Although I know she really wants a girl, mainly because she's been nannying for girls for years and knows how to handle girls, but of course that means she'll have a strapping big boy doesn't it?
So our Christmas was brilliant. Christmas Eve we went to Coco and Sean's for dinner which was really good fun. Well everybody was in a jovial mood, especially Coco and her pal Kim who were totally stoned....and too funny. Stephen managed to get pretty hammered on a lovely bottle of tequila that he got as a gift and I managed to top off a fair amount of vino, but hey they only live two blocks away....not far to crawl back with the stroller.
So then Christmas Day myself and Stephen managed to have a couple of hours between ourselves while Reef slept in and no that's nothing to do with the booze she consumed through my b ooze people before y'all start writing your nasty friggin email's. I gave her formula after I started drinking if you must know. No she was just asleep when we woke up, so we got ourselves some caviar and opened some champagne then got to opening our gifts. It was lovely, especially as we could do it in relative peace and quiet. We would of had a shag as well but then our little angel woke up. Hey it's ok, we have the rest of our lives for that.
Although saying that Francesca arrives today for nearly two weeks, bugger kinda forgot that we wouldn't be able to shag AT ALL for that long....bollocks.
So yeah that was our Christmas morning then we packed up ourselves and the baby and headed over to Kiwi's in Brooklyn to spend the day with him, his new WIFE lisa, (great girl) and her f riends Kate and her young sweetheart boyfriend Tristen.....sweet heart is only 26....aw.
So yeah that was a great day, they had like 7 different courses served throughout the day which was great, but very tiring and by the time the turkey came out, I'd had way too much to drink and just swished it around my plate. So we got there around 1pm and left around 8pm I guess. To be honest the pair of us don't really remember getting home, although I do remember sitting in the cab with Reef in her car seat watching the lights overhead on the Brooklyn Bridge, and actually yeah I do remember paying the cabbie, so yeah that's not tooo bad, although I was a bit worried the next day about not remembering all the bits in between. Stephen doesn't remember a thing...god we're terrible aren't we? But Reef was a little angel all day, she was held by everybody, laughed, giggled and slept the rest of the time which was great and gave mummy and daddy time to hang out and have some fun.
So that was that, we both chilled Boxing Day, happy to spend it with Reef.
So Francesca gets into Newark this evening, Bebe is coming over for dinner even though we're making her cook clams in pasta sauce...hee hee, hey the last time she did them it was AMAZING and I couldn't possibly make it as yummy, so she can do it again. Well I'll feed her with lovely italian wine, so what's the problem?
So for New Year's Eve we're at home, with friends watching Stephen cook his pork loin roast Mexican Style. I'm very excited, but I know he's going to be frustrated by the work space in the kitchen, because it's total SHITE. God I will be sooo happy when the new ledge is attached to the column, making it a perfect little breakfast table/cooking/prepping area. Oh yeah it's gonna be fantastic, let's just hope it gets done before Summer.
Ok so what else? nothing really, I actually got rather down after Christmas Day, I always do, it's the whole hype of Christmas being around the corner, the anticipation, the shopping, then the big day arrives, you rip open the lovely gifts, have a few drinks, eat yourself silly and then it's over. It's always a bit of a sad time for me afterwards, don't know why, just is really? Then I always get these really sad dreams where old friends appear in them being really mean to me, just ignoring me, or not being kind. It's always with the girls in back in Manchester.....and people from school which I hate to dream about as I didn't have a great time with friends at school, so I hate it when that dream appears....always the same dream as well. Hey just habit in my brain I guess......I've never been as happy as I am now, I have my Stephen and we have our b undle of true delight that we get to hang out with, kiss and play with EVERY SINGLE DAY.
It doesn't get better than that.
Right well I may not be back until next year, which reminds me I have next year's page to do...oh god that always takes time, even though I haven't changed it for years, it's always tricky, as I can never remember how to transfer my files c correctly and get myself in a right little tizzy. Hey anyway I WILL be back so don't worry, and I just want to say thank you AGAIN to all my beautiful, fabulous and crazy readers, I only do this for y ou, it's not for me anymore and I also want to apologise if I've gotten a bit boring lately, well all I do is talk about Reef, but come on you can't blame me she's such a cute little thing, but I promise I will try and spice it up a bit more for ya...just like I did in the old days, but then again I was a different person then??
Whatever, see you next year people....
kisses....Sam xxx
