Monthly archives "February 2011"

All Grown Up

I’ve been feeling really down the last week. At first I thought it was because I’d gone back to work after a blissful nine days at home doing whatver the heck I wanted. Then today I realised it may be because Meg is about to reach 18, adulthood, none of my business any more.

Does it make me feel old? Not really, I still think I’m around twenty (until I pick up an item of clothing in New Look and Meg throws me a glance which definitely means ‘NO!’).

Really, it’s because she’s my best friend. Now she may well shudder at the thought (along with you, dear reader), and I have plenty of women nearer my age I can call ‘friend’, but she’s the only person I’m one hundred percent myself with. I find her hilarious – and there are few people I know who can really make me laugh out loud. She’s my personal shopper (kept me away from jeggins for which I’m eternally grateful), my confidante, my ‘bitching buddy’ for shows such as BNTM, ANTM, The Oscars etc.., and the only person who can do the soup song from The Mighty Boosh with me.

Now she’s spending more time out with her friends, which of course is perfectly right and correct, but I miss her already. I guess now is about the time I need to let go a little more and focus on myself in preparation for my Meg-less life ahead. I’ve almost got her to 18 with no major incidents, now it’s up to her to take that into the world and make whatever she wants of it.

My consolation is the knowledge that she’s a beautiful, caring and intelligent girl – I’m thinking of taking some of the credit for that! Although things will change over the next few years as my influence over her diminishes, I think we’ll always have a close relationship and I’m looking forward to sharing her triumphs and challenges over the rest of her life.

Luv ya Meg xx

One Night Only

It’s just a little village pub, but on Friday night for one night only I was a singing legend. Karaoke – either you love it or hate it. Jeff hates it, but somehow always ends up belting out ‘Mustang Sally’ come 11.30. It’s not that I’m even that good – I just sing in tune, which makes me X Factor material in my village. By the end of the night, we’re all in a sweaty huddle straining to get near to the mike for one last rendition of ‘Angels’ or ‘Living on a Prayer’. It’s kind of a modern day ‘sing song around the piano’ which has been a firm favourite of pub regulars for many years, assisted by too much cloudy cider and cheap wine.

But it’s the crap singers who make Karaoke fun, isn’t it? Yeah, it’s nice to discover that ‘corner shop Jan’ does a mean Tina Turner in her spare time but to see ‘baldy John’, eyes slightly glazed, clearly hearing something completely different to the rest of the room as he murders ‘Norwegian Wood’ (again!) is priceless.

I could only manage two glasses of wine in the four hour period (due to my abstinence over the last 2 weeks) but it was simple, silly fun! A good end to a great week off!

The End of Abstinence

Well I finished a detox today and I never thought this day would come! 12 days of abstinence and I feel absolutely no better (apart from I can’t be an alcoholic because I’m not shaking so – good times!). Lost three pounds and my melon looks like an extra from aliens.
So, as I chew pointlessly on a dry rice cake and suck up the last of the freshly prepared orange juice (because I’m too scared to put anything in my mouth which wasn’t once part of a tree or firmly rooted to the ground for fear of reprisals from my digestive system), I wonder – do other forty-something women try these crazy things? Just to prove they can stick to something at least? I may not remove my make-up every night and, hell, sometimes I don’t brush my teeth before bed; but I can spend 12 days forcing down shedloads of vitamins I’ve never heard of and longing for a cup of coffee and glass of wine. In short, I’ve achieved something. Or at least I feel I have so that makes me feel good.

I’m looking forward to going out tonight, no doubt everyone will tell me how my skin is glowing, that I look radiant and ask what my secret is.

Bring on the pub house wine and the karaoke!