Smiler

I was told last night that I had been smiling all the time so I must have been having a great time. I was in my element plenty of dancing, though the poor D.J. got it quite wrong. He came and asked us what music we wanted then pleased himself.

Fortunately I changed my mind before I went about fancy dress, I just aimed for the sophisticated me (right). No one got dressed up so all that turning out of my wardrobe and the covering of my bed was for nothing. There was a time when it was touch or go to weather I would be sleeping in my own bed or on the floor.

So going back to the dancing, my friend and I spent a very enjoyable evening, even if the songs were not always danceable too.

Then when we got home we put the world to right till about three in the morning. Sounds a bit mad now but you do these things when an odd glass of wine or two has been imbibed. She told me that she thinks it’s my out and out cussidness that stops Parky getting the better of me, and that by doing my D.I.Y. I am determined not to give in. This is the one friend who knows me so well , she can read Parky and often so as not to offend uses her bad back as a signal for me to slow down

Today we were ladies who lunched and then on to the pictures to see Gnomeo and Juliet in 3D, I do wish she had eaten all the marshmallows that I bought, as I know feel quite sick eating what’s left. I can see that I will have to go and hide them from myself, and even with my bad memory I don’t think I will be successful.