Ok so Friday night, our party, OH MY GOD how weird was that for me?
Basically I haven't been sober at one of my own parties since I was 16, so it was rather bizarre for me to pretty much be at home for 6 hours with all my friends, and watch them slowly deteriorate into total pissheads. Very amusing.
Especially Stephen, normally I'm plastered before he is, so don't notice the change in him, but it was so funny watching him work that room AND have a totally different drink each time I saw him. The first time he came running over, smothered me with kisses while I was sat next to Mark and Elizabeth. he was smiling away and I asked him what he was drinking....."tequila" he replied and then ran off. The next time it was bubbly and lighter in shade...."champagne". And then after that it was...."don't know".
He was very funny. Of course my good pal Tim who's 30th birthday it was that night kept coming up to me and telling me how sober and boring I was. Well you see me and Tim are drinking buddies, we have bad ass sick sense of humour, so when we've had a few, we sit and crack each other up with the most vulgar stories we can think of. So I guess I was a HUGE disappointment to him on Friday. What else? oh all kinds, well there was Christian and Robert who were both trying to pull Jessica, who is Kat's au pair. She's 19 this kid, very pretty, in fact she's really rather hot, which is bizarre to me what Kat is thinking of, letting a hot 19 old LIVE IN HER APARTMENT, with her and her husband. Fuck that, she'd have to look like Nanny McPhee if I had an au pair.
So yeah anyway the boys were running around after her, at one point Robert asked her to dance and she giggled and said that the last time she'd seen Robert was when she was 11 at Kat and Luis's wedding.
Actually Stephen did a fantastic job of getting everyone out. Well yeah it was a fun night, but to be honest I was kind of bored towards the end because everyone else was plastered, and dancing and having a good raucous time. Now don't get me wrong, I was having a brilliant time chatting with Paul and Matty who were my rocks that night, but without feeling a bit silly, it was kind of dull for me, and I also got REALLY tired around 2am, so with that I quietly mentioned it to Stephen, to which he stomped right over to where everyone was dancing and said....."right everyone fuck off, Sam's tired and wants to go to bed".
And they all did. Although I think they all went across the street to Tortilla Flats? Good for them, I would of done the same thing...
So yes it was a very fun party, loads of people, and of course the place was a tip the next morning, but you see I was up and at it, cos I wasn't hungover, much to the annoyance of Stephen who just wanted to sleep, but I lay there and chatted away at him for hours. Poor boy...
So yesterday I hit the gym, then we met Debs later on and her boy Bryn at Heartland Brewery in Union Square. Them for lovely homemade brew and me on iced-tea and no NOT the Long Island Iced Tea....
Then myself and Stephen FINALLY went to see "Underworld Evolution" which was very gory, bloody and action packed. I preferred the first one, but it was pretty good. Pretty much what I expected...
So what else oh yeah? on Friday after work I had a bit of a melt down, well you see I had some of those pregnancy magazines from the doctor's office and browsed through a few and then it suddenly hit me. Our life, as in mine and Stephen's is as we know it, is over, finished, caput, never to be the same agin... Of course this was just the first part of my semi breakdown, panic attack, I then started obsessing about the fact that I'm going to get hemorrhoids, varicose veins and periodically piss myself uncontrollably whilst walking down the fucking street.
And all this was BEFORE I realised that I am going to be the size of a block of fucking flats in 4 months or so....shit man, this is just too scary for words.
Don't get me wrong I'm much better now, but by the time Stephen got home on Friday I was in bits. But of course he's my baby and was there to give me a big hug and tell me how beautiful I am and how beautiful I will continue to be.....
Yeah he'll be eating those words when I'm farting, moaning and puking soon enough....
Right I need to go, too much time on here when I have a ton of work to do.
By the way thanks to all you guys (you know who you are) that sent me all those lovely and encouraging email's. Your stars, all of you and I thank you for being my pals....
Hey this is just the beginning people, it's gonna get crazy man....and no before ANYONE brings it up I AM NOT going to put the first sonar picture of the baby on Spraggworld....fuck that!!
