I'm back! woke up this morning in my own bed, ah for my own pillows and revolutionary NASA designed memory mattress (so i am told, personally i think its just foam) but nodded intently as the sales agent explained to me how i could put my glass of wine down on one side and jump up and down(ahuh) on the other without it spilling (not sure what he was insinuating) but i am grateful for it now as i sit here with my candle, computer, (and yes, alright, glass of wine) and general office spread out around me and so far nothing has fallen over... So as i woke up on my NASA built bed (it does sound cool!) i had a vague awareness of a voice down stairs, as i drag myself back into wakeness i realize it is hubby's voice down stairs and he is saying 'Go to sleep' 'Go to sleep'. 'Aah' i think 'how sweet' he wants me to rest a bit longer,maybe he is planning on making me a romantic breakie, how considerate, then i hear 'scratch that', 'scratch that' at which point i get a little nervous...do we have more random people in the house, has he finally lost the plot or worse gone and got a damn dog....as i warily descend the stairs preparing myself for something animal or human to jump out at me i am affronted with the strangest sight... Hubby sitting at the end of the dining room table,at his computer with a set of Madonna style headphones on talking to himself or should i say barking commands...He has only gone and found himself an electronic PA! She does everything for him without answering back...he is totally in love. i have named her Jane (After the husband stealing PA in Mad Men) and she has promptly become part of the family. I wouldn't want him to know but I am kind of grateful to Jane as i am going to be in NYC filming for a while and at least she will look after him. I am hoping there are a few things that even i can do better than Jane so he will soon miss me....at least i hope, then again i wont bank on it, She has already learnt his voice and only does what he tells her, i tried to have a little chat with her myself(buttering up the enemy) but she totally ignored me. Hubby tried to explain its voice recognition and she only knows his so far, i think its husband stealing tactic "ignore the competition, till you have planned your first move" I'm onto you Jane.
Anyway other than being undermined and out clevered by an 'electronic husband stealing Jane'.. i have so much to blog about!
August has been a hectic, whirlwind of fun that has left me in need of a holiday...or should i say a holiday from holidays. Is it just me or does everyone find that island hopping on yachts and jetting around on private planes is just exhausting!!!!!!
I started the hols on a beautiful little island off Brittaney (if i tell you the name i would have to kill you) with my bestest friend Shazza from NYC and her gorgeous son and hub. we had so much fun eating, drinking and cycling. This island has no cars, you go everywhere on bicycles and it gets very dark at night...and us being, well not always the most prepared kinda people, never had any torches or lights, needless to say we have a lot of cuts and bruises. Nothing funnier, when you have sunk a few bottles of wine, then watching each other flying over the handle bars of our bicycles. i think hubby won the prize of how many times he fell off during a 2 kilometer ride home-6! Strangely he seems fine....or does he?
We then touched back down in London before heading off to join the glam, rockstar hols all aboard Omara...all i can say is OMG. I embraced a totally new depths of spoiltness for 5 days, quite scary to know how quickly one can forget the rest of the world and succumb to total indulgence with utter abandon, without a moments thought for any starving children, oil leaks, floods or climate change! I think i am going to have to spend the rest of my life in penance to get anywhere near those pearly gates after the pleasure i have experienced. i am starting by giving up carbs... do you think that will suffice? I do really miss them and promise it is nothing to do with the fact that i put on about 3 stone whilst laying on my butt all day eating! Oh God someone hurry up and shoot me, I am going strait to brats hell!
