Dodging Photocalls

On Thursday night we slipped off into the night for a rare evening together. Tucked in at home was the wee one under the careful watch of her godmother... In store for us was an interesting evening at a club/restaurant on the beach that we sometimes send our BL clients to... It was an evening sponsored by Laurent Perrier which of course caused my left eyebrow to raise in curiosite... We arrived to the entrance and were met with a photocall... I think my whole body kind of froze as I took in the fact that we were being queued up to pass through and of course be photographed... I think Alfredo quickly sensed my mild panic... I couldn't quite imagine the relevance of being photographed as we were surely not of interests to the photogs... Funny, but just a little too embarassing for me who doesn't go out much any more to handle! Fredu did a quick negotiation with the staff and they quickly ushered us around the back so as to avoid the photos... very sneaky sneakerson if you ask me.... It was a nice night and even nicer to spend some adult time together... we do however need a bit of practise at the whole 'us'time together as we struggled a bit to talk about something that was not Sienna related... we'll get there eventually.

The approximately 6 glasses of champers that I suspect I imbibed were in hindsight not the best idea but they seemed like it at the time. Friday morning however sealed the deal on that argument as when faced with an unexpected 3h meeting where I had to sit through a host of presentations from the different departments within my company... loosing the will to live was a real problem for me that day...

Back to reality this morning and a nice tranquilo morning with the furry little one and the not at all furry little one oh and did i mention the chaoticly messy house? Business as usual!

I really get the point...

That my blog is abandoned when Fredu mentions to me just that last night.

It's pretty sad really as I think it kind of reflects me as a whole right now... I'm not too busy I think I'm just disconnected which makes writing all that much more taxing.

I had a wonderful five days away time in London to myself which I thought would be a bit hard on my heart strings as the longest I've even been away from Sienna was one night and that was because I was in hospital. Don't get me wrong I know I have to have my own life or I will quickly end up one of those mum's that I loathe... Nothing like some time with my girlies to help sort things out... Miss Andrea is going through a rough time with her job these days and thus I was more keen to be around to try and support her than jet around and catch up with everyone. I'm sad I didn't get to see Sureshee but I am happy that I did get to have a mid-day cocktail on Tuesday with Miss Andrea at our happy place (Charlotte St Hotel). How good was the cocktail? Man, it was damn good.

It's funny as for a few minutes there while I was back in London I missed it, I thought fleetingly I could move back there and really thrive. But then I thought of the horror of transporting my new chapter of life there... that thought quickly vanished. Barcelona it will be for us for the foreseeable future, and that's not a bad thing.

Fredu kept the wee one busy while I was away and the lucky tot managed to go to the F1 race that was being held here as her daddy had connections from long ago when he worked doing photography for the circut... then as if to add insult to injury to her uncle bryan who would have killed to be there... they rounded off the day at the Barca match. Pretty lucky tot... wonder if she'll remember any of it?

Remember and do... those are my new goals... sharpen focus... complete things. Lazyness is the enemy.