Tuesday 14 February 2012

Chat, chocolate, chicken and chips, and chicos guapos

The first hour of today was occupied by the tail end of a conversation with my daughter which had begun the best part of three hours earlier, one of our periodic romps around 'life, the universe and everything'. For the first time, I saw quite a goodly chunk of my daughter's (recent) Facebook stuff, at her invitation, and while some of it was quite entertaining, it underlined my determination never to get involved in Facebook or its ilk myself - it just isn't my thing, quite apart from their requirement (not always complied with, of course) to post under your real name. It was an interesting evening, though, as ever when my daughter and I get our discursive heads on.
I wasn't as prepared as I usually am for Valentine's Day, because of not having ventured out much in the past 48 hours, given that I haven't been feeling all that special, but I redeemed myself sufficiently, I think, by coming up with a large box of fairly posh chocolates for my wife today. I even received a card myself, which isn't a given, by any means, so at least 'relationship stuff' is on a fairly even keel at the moment - not wishing to tempt fate, of course.
There was a family outing for lunch today, nothing to do with any commercialisation of romance, but because it's my daughter's birthday tomorrow, and we're not able to do anything on the actual day, because my daughter has made arrangements to go out with some of her friends during the day (including a lad who used to go to her weekend drama school who she's got some designs on), while I've got to travel back to Surrey tomorrow evening. We went to one of our regular (in so far as we go out anything like regularly these days) haunts, a pub-restaurant a few miles away, for what was a more than acceptable, if unadventurous' meal - lasagne for my wife, fish and chips for the soon-to-be-birthday girl, and the aforementioned chicken for me. All very congenial, and made nicer for me by the presence, being half term, of a few boys who were far from being hard to look at. The only 'downside' is that all of those I saw today were very much on the young side, which often has the tendency to dent my already fragile self-esteem. I keep saying I would never get involved with a 'little boy', and I still believe that, but when I see a cutie who is obviously still at primary school, and find myself thinking how attractive he is, even if only to look at, I find it hard to feel very good about myself.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B

2 comments:

  1. Sounds like good times! My Valentine's Day was, well, meh. Alone, feeling sick, glad it's over...

    Peace <3
    Jay

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    1. Hello Jay
      I'm sorry to hear you're not well, I hope you're on the mend very soon.
      And I know what you mean about spending Valentine's Day alone, I had plenty of those in my teens and twenties while everyone else I knew seemed to be part of a couple - I know I'm lucky to be where I am, even if I don't always appreciate it as much as I should.

      Love & best wishes
      Sammy B

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