Oh I should be in politics, I'm so subtle and diplomatic aren't I? Actually I realise that the writing on the postcard isn't very clear, however the whole of the image is a link to his site, so go check it out to get a clearer view of the address etc. Then again that's silly, why don't I just re-write it clearer on here....16 Monmouth Street, Red Bank, NJ. The trains are very frequent, all you have to do is go to NJTransit.Com, go to train schedule, then type in Penn Station to Red Bank and the timetable comes up. I think we are getting the 3:08, getting us there at 4:21. There is a 4:07 which gets you in at 5:21 which is perfect for everyone as the reception begins at 6pm. Anyway that's enough from me......just go, have a glass of wine, come say hi to me and check out the art. I PROMISE you it does look sooo much better in real life than it does on the website and that's not because it's a crappy website, it's just that you don't see the real colours completely popping out online, but up front they just glow and the images pop out, almost 3-D style. Anyway I'll be quiet now, but ahead of time, thanks for all your support, it means a lot.
Right then what else? oh sorry about no page yesterday, it's there, I just forgot to upload it as I got talking to Kevin and Julie while doing it, then ran out of the house to go to work and TOTALLY forgot about it......aaarrrgghhh.
I got real tired again yesterday and a wee bit down to be honest. Like right now I'm FULL OF FUCKING ENERGY, I don't even think I look that heavy in the mirror other than when I turn to see my profile, but yesterday afternoon, just getting up out of the chair was hard.... Hey I guess we're heading for the last 4 weeks of this pregnancy and I WILL get more and more sluggish.
Actually I called Monkey Gibbon, one of my gal pals in Manchester yesterday. Well I couldn't get hold of my mum, then again it's nana day on Thursday's, she gets all her shopping, then drives back, meets my dad in the pub and they get hammered. So hence they weren't answering their phone. So I really needed to talk to someone from home, so rang Monkey and she was a great help, well she has 2 kids herself you see, so as far as I'm concerned, she's an open book of knowledge on pregnancy and the why's and what fors?. Anyway she calmed me right down, I told her about my Braxton Hicks incident. Oh crap I didn't tell you did I? Well Wed afternoon, I came home with chronic back ache, then had the biggest crap of my life, during which I got really bad like period crampy pains, so I knew something wasn't quite right, but didn't know what to do. Anyway Stephen was off spending quality time with Kevin and Julie, so shortly after that they all came home to find me sitting on the couch looking slightly panicked. Of course Stephen was over like a shot, so I explained what was up...he's then like "PLEASE BABY AFTER THE SHOW, NOT NOW"........funny. Julie starts giggling (yeah great thanks) but explains to me that this is the beginning, that I was getting contractions, but not to be scared. Basically my body is getting ready for the big arrival, so the big crap is kinda like my insides clearing the way for my son....yes I know WAY TOO MUCH INFORMATION, but if I have to deal with this shit then I'm gonna let EVERYBODY know about it....ok?
So yeah that was a little scary, but Julie assured me that this could happen again up to the birth more frequently, but unless I bleed, get really bad cramps or my water breaks that I don't have to go to the hospital. I mean if I get a really bad achy episode then I'll call the hospital, but I think everything's fine.
Ok so there you go, sorry forgot to mention that, well you see i do this page in the morning, and I have baby farty brain, so I forget things easily....
Right well on that note I do have a doctors appointment in 30 minutes so I'd better get a move on. Have a great day and an even better weekend and don't forget to come by and see the show if you fancy a nice trip out to a pretty little village with FANTASTIC art.
Later
