Archive for November, 2008

Blonde Moment #2

Well. After my very first Blonde moment post I was sure I would have something silly to write about at least once a fortnight. I was wrong. Apparently I’m not as ditsy as I thought I was, or by virtue of the fact that I now wanted it to happen so I could write about it – it didn’t happen any more.

Then this week came along. And with it about 6 months worth of dizziness in the space of a day and a half.

I won’t even try to list them all here, it ranged from wandering around McDonalds looking for straws, sitting down defeated at the table only for my partner to point out the two straws on the tray I’d been holding – to Tuesday morning’s shenanigans. Ah Tuesday. Heading into town early in the car but before we left the house I realised there was something I really needed for the day. Tesco was the only store open at that time so we had to go to Tesco. I bought what I needed, we left Tesco. I suddenly remembered I’d left my phone at home. Had to drive back home for the phone, then back on the road to town. Park the car, head to our day-long meeting only to discover…yes, I am a twit. Tesco supplies – still in car miles and miles away. So I had to pop out to another blinking shop and purchase the same bloody things again. Doh!

Anyway it’s all over now…til next time


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I just realised

it’s been over two weeks since I last posted here ๐Ÿ˜ฎ

I think I have posted over at The Blog Pound in the interim but still…it’s a long time. Lot’s has been happening since the last blog post…I have been away twice, I have been to parties and conferences and seminars and I have been a little sick. And busy too.

I promise I shall be back posting soon:)

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Crazy drivers

Normally I hate them. On Friday it was me. A misty rain, a strange city, contacts sticking to my eyeballs all led to an evening of fear for my driving companion and frustration for me.

A wrong turn taken onto a motorway led to a 4 mile trip in the wrong direction before we came to an exit where we could turn around and go back. Even at this point I hopped off at the wrong roundabout exit and almost ended up heading to another city entirely. My companion was getting seriously worried.

Off we went again…found the (correct) city, we even found the restaurant we were going to pretty easily…not so a parking spot. Round and round in a square we went. I broke filter lights (unknowingly), I almost crashed side-on into a big Mercedes trying to get to an underground car park. The driver was none too pleased.

I carried on, shaken but not stirred ๐Ÿ˜‰ as my companion asked was I ok? We came out of a side street and edging out into the traffic I almost rubbed bumpers with an approaching car. A police car ๐Ÿ˜ฎ

Luckily for us the angry police man decided not to stop in the rain but instead to make an aggressive ‘watch the road’ sign with his fingers up to his glasses รก la Robert De Niro in ‘Meet The Fockers’

Eeek! We found a multi-storey car park still open on our second venture around one particular block (hurrah!) and in we went. I took a ticket from the machine…“Car Park closes at 10pm” my companion says. Shite! A u-turn at the entrance to the car park was added to my by now long list of misdemeanours and I abandoned the car on the very next street. She was locked up well and stayed there safe til we came back. Me refreshed and ready for bed. Oh so ready for bed!

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