"Is it a weed?" "I think she's pretty!"

Uck, Saturday night was messy!

The day was nice and sunny so I went out and bought a bunch of flowers and created my own little flower bed in this stone area in my garden. Don’t worry, when they’ve all bloomed I will post pictures for you. Whenever Im in my garden I always think about a certain song…’Theres a lot of things you can learn from the flowers….especially in the month of June…’ and whenever I pick weeds out I always think of, ‘we don’t want weeds in our bed…’ (These are the quotes from Alice in Wonderland in case you don’t watch the childhood classics.)

Im so proud of my garden and I wish my Mom and sister here so I could show them. Christine did come round and even called yesterday to say that I never called her to go to the plant shop on Sat. Oops, I forgot. I was to busy repotting and mowing the lawn.

Even Nick said he liked all my plants when I said all that mattered to me was him, my garden and my plants. Hes so supportive of my hobbies.

I haven’t spent hardly any time with him over the last 2 wks so was set out to have Sat night with him all to myself. Then Theresa aka wet-haired girl called me to go for a drink in Wandsworth overlooking the park (which sounded great) and since Nick went to the Chelsea game he met me later. But after a few gin & tonics, Theresa was up for hitting a club and since dancing was in my books I went for it. Nick went for a drink elsewhere and got a free ride home. This is when I shouldve went with him!.

£10 to get in. Leopard skin door…that shouldve been my first warning signal to turn around and get out of there. Music was horrible and they started playing the old classics like MC Hammer and Vanilla Ice which is fun to some point. Next thing I know, Im getting patted on the shoulder and poked in the arm by loads of different men. All night! Is this the new pickup?? Such a meat market! Also, another tap, so I turn around to find an unattractive short fat guy who feels the need to say, “just to let you know, Im not interested in you,”

I didn’t even know what to say to him. I might’ve said something like, “Thank God,”

Maybe Im getting old, maybe the guys are getting more and more weirder. My mood kinda dropped at one point and I had to get out of there. Searched around for 20 min for a cab and finally got home. Didn’t eat so suffered the next day for it. Cant do these hangovers anymore.

Nick was also kinda put out coz it was my idea to spend Sat night together and then I end up ditching him to go to a club. Now, I only get tues night with him until next Sunday. Lame!!

This post is hilarious.