despite our best intentions, i spent the weekend on west beach road which, according to personwhosnameimustnevermention does not exist but here is the undeniable proof!!!! take that, beard man!
tom moved house this weekend and now lives even closer to the beach than me. i was going to take a photo of the view from his bedroom window but the sea was the same colour as the sky in a grey way, not a blue way, so the photo wouldnt have been very good. just know that he can see the sea. its a really nice place....the only photo i have of it is this one
"but i was so naughty mum *sniffle, tears rolling down his cheeks* i dont deserve to go to bed, you shuld make me stay up"
doesnt work that way, bucko
so saturday i dropped the boys off with personwhosnameimustnevermention's mum and sister at gloria jeans. e has the funniest, cheekiest sense of humour. he asked where we were going, i said 'to see granny and auntie r at gjs', he says 'oh...grandma and aaron at cjs' and laughs his little head off and runs away.
the i drove to west beach road and met up with tom and tush at their new place and took tom op shopping for bed stuff. i was supposed to go to jasons birthday party that night, but i'd spoken to alison earlier and we were gonna meet up later in the city. i was all set to go to crank for a while then mosey on down to supermild to see craig and ross but we had to have tea first. tom made spaghetti bolognaise. minus spaghetti and tomatos. mehehe. i made him toastie toasties for tea sunday night so im not much better. ooh, remind me about toastie toasties.
so yeah, all set to go out, but we fell asleep and i didnt wake up till about 3 so we didnt go out.
sunday was a day of first experiences for tom.he experienced what it was to be a librarian and then we went back to my place for toastie toasties and a night of australian idol and detective goran. he's such a quick learner. by the end of it, he was telling laura gissaro to fuck off before i was
unfortunatley i dont do australaian idol justice. i cannot sit here and go through each performance as i get side tracked too easily. i cant go 5 seconds without calling mark holden a cockhead or telling some one to fuck off. if you want to read about idol the way it should be read, go here, just come back afterwards so you can keep reading
hmm.hmm..la la la alaalalaaaaaaa, hmm hmmmmm, bebapbadoooooo...hey, maybe i *should* audition for australian idol next year...hmm.....lalalalaaaaalalalalaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
ok, good, you're back
sorry, what? oh yeah! toastie toasties, thanks. tonight, vicki and kirsty are coming over and we are going to eat gross yummy food and watch the australian idol live verdict show!! we are so those two girls from the telstra ads. kirsty is bringing home made icecream and we're gonna attempt a recipe i saw in a book some lady borrowed from work.
this + this + this, this and whatever else we decide might be yum
yeah
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