Thursday Evening, Excited
Jun. 26th, 2008 11:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alexwearspantsA great terrible amount of things occuring in the world of Alex. A move of, no doubt, epic proportions, a family member with a debilitating illness, a new path of education and, tomorrow, Prince Caspian. How fun.
Today was spent with two of the previous generations, firstly out to luch at the (sort of) local RSL, and then home again to visit and tea and photograph. All much delight. The swelling of the belly from the all-you-can-eat still has not yet gone down, I fear, and that was after only two plates. I shudder at the state of the elderly couple next to us, who were on their fourth heaped serving by the time we left.
As previously mentioned, a new premise has been accquired, which is exciting and a little nervewracking (where will I fit everything??) However it will, I hope, at least be worth it to be free from the, ehem, clutches of the current housemate. And before it is mentioned, no, I have not yet, exactly, told her of said move. A little Dutch courage can be required in these delicate situations. And I am not, of course, the drinking sort. //pious//
Goldfish has returned from America, which is delightful. She was visited last weekend, and had much delightful news and gossip to impart. I of course, could do nothing but return the favour. I am, I should hope, a courteous guest.
It is apparently the 60th birthday of a very dear friend of mine this weekend. I can only say *raises glass* my best wishes to you.
And now, oh horror of horrors, to pack. To pack, to organise, to arrange! To pack!
This song woke me up and put a smile on my face last night.
Today was spent with two of the previous generations, firstly out to luch at the (sort of) local RSL, and then home again to visit and tea and photograph. All much delight. The swelling of the belly from the all-you-can-eat still has not yet gone down, I fear, and that was after only two plates. I shudder at the state of the elderly couple next to us, who were on their fourth heaped serving by the time we left.
As previously mentioned, a new premise has been accquired, which is exciting and a little nervewracking (where will I fit everything??) However it will, I hope, at least be worth it to be free from the, ehem, clutches of the current housemate. And before it is mentioned, no, I have not yet, exactly, told her of said move. A little Dutch courage can be required in these delicate situations. And I am not, of course, the drinking sort. //pious//
Goldfish has returned from America, which is delightful. She was visited last weekend, and had much delightful news and gossip to impart. I of course, could do nothing but return the favour. I am, I should hope, a courteous guest.
It is apparently the 60th birthday of a very dear friend of mine this weekend. I can only say *raises glass* my best wishes to you.
And now, oh horror of horrors, to pack. To pack, to organise, to arrange! To pack!
This song woke me up and put a smile on my face last night.
