Hair today, gone tomorrow

I had my hair cut today, again; and it has been brought to my attention that I am ‘thinning’ on top. It wasn’t brought to my attention by the hairdresser. That would be just plain rude, no; it was brought to my attention by my workmates a while back. It is another imperfection that you just can’t have when you have work mates that are just looking to take the piss out of you.
I really am not that bothered, I have been receding for quite a few years now and it’s no big deal usually but this time is different. This time I have noticed it. Instead of just playing along I have actually noticed it today. What a heart breaker for me! She told me to lean forward so she can razor my neck and I could see far too much scalp for my liking. I can honestly say it has bothered me since, all day I have been thinking about it. Why is it happening now? Was I just far too happy with life that I had to be brought back down to earth? I think what makes it worse is that I have recently been on the receiving end of a ‘trendy’ haircut. A haircut if might add, that I actually like for once. It is bloody typical I tell you. For years now I have pretty much settled for a skinhead, every now and then experimenting with hair and then returning to the bald look. I was always telling myself that it is better with no hair if you are receding or going thin on top but that was when I didn’t really care. However, I now have a haircut that seems to suit me; lots have told me it does, but no; the devil farts in my porridge again and tells me I may as well have no hair because it is leaving my bonce at a rapid rate! never mind I suppose, I may as well make the most of it while it is still there. I reckon I got a couple of years of this (having hair) stuff so I am going to make the most of it. It is a shame as I am beginning to enjoy having my haircut down the barbers. My hairdresser girl is what you would call....err.... I suppose I can only class her as a chav girl. I wouldn’t put her down as scummy but you wouldn’t want her in your family, I have kind of grown to like her because she is so unwittingly stereotypical of the chavvy girl. She will ask me how life is at the moment, as a hairdresser should do. Although no sooner have I opened my mouth to reply accordingly, she has told me how things are not too good for her right now because her and her boyfriend had a row last night and she only had 5 hours sleep. I quote.
“It wasn’t even my fought yea? He was just acting like an idiot because I don’t like his step mother yea? She is jealous of me yea? She is half deaf...has a hearing aid in one ear and like really old yea? I think she is 40 or summit like that yea? So to im yea dat I aint sleeping round there no more while the step mum is around”
At this point her phone rung, I should have known that cutting my hair wouldn’t have got in the way of young love, she answered it quick as a flash and accepted his apology. Although he warned her to stay of his face book page because she is the only one for him and logging in as him to catch him out isn’t the way forward to a good relationship.
She garbled a load of other stuff without letting me answer any of her questions but I found it to be most educational. At least I know now that people can be half deaf!

Latte anyone?

I went to see the Kings of Leon last week at the O2 Arena. I was a bit apprehensive to be honest, when Jim bought the tickets I was a definite for this, but as the months drew closer I couldn’t help but think l that I was a bit old for a concert. I’m not sure where that feeling came from but I couldn’t get rid of it. I know I am not too old for the Kings of Leon for a start. Anyway, they were the best band I have ever seen live. The venue suited me down to a tee, the O2 arena is amazing. Although we were right at the back facing the stage the sound and the feeling of the songs were truly something I will remember for a long time. I am not particularly big on dancing at a concert so I was more than happy to just sit in the cushioned leather chairs and watch them as if they were in my front room. A perfect concert.
I would strongly recommend to everyone to travel to the O2 on the Thames Clipper boat service. It was such a stress-free way to get there and it added to a great night. I can’t wait to see them again.

Jim and Danielle had their 12 week scan yesterday and all is good. I am so happy for them, although I feel they may have just copied us! Jim is a topper and went and proposed marriage while they were away, always got to go one better…! I am really looking forward to all the kid’s stuff I can talk to him about, perhaps we could go and have a coffee with our kids in their buggies! Isn’t that what everyone else does?

Coffee. Humph…. I wish I liked coffee; I may try to force myself to like it. For some reason, I can’t help but feel like a complete buffoon when every time I am in the coffee shop by work that I am ordering a Twinings English tea. We meet up before work in Clapham in the local coffee shop quite a lot and I feel I am always missing out when Danny is ordering a Latte and John, a cappuccino. This has bothered me for a while now and I feel that the only thing for it is to force myself to drink it. Think of all the hot drink options that will open up to me if I get to like coffee. It has its bonuses too apparently. If I have a couple then I am high as a kite and it warns the tiredness off, lovely. Those frappucino’s (spelling?), look absolutely beautiful; but I bet they taste like crap. It’s such a cruel world……..

Pain

I changed the Barrell…… But not the back door…….That is how someone is getting in…… To have to put a camera up in your own home is too much I feel but needs must…. I hope I never have to but I am willing to take this person straight out………
How can someone make you feel like this in your own home?
What right does someone have to trespass and snoop around my house?
I am so angry, I called the police and forensics was called. There are fingerprints there that aren’t ours….they shouldn’t be there full stop. They are too smudged to distinguish.
I shouldn’t have to do this is in my own home……..
You have had enough of my money since I have been here. It stops now.
I can't wait to catch u

Tuna Mayo

Not been keeping this up to date really, I knew it would happen, so I am not surprised. I am sure there are loads and loads to put in here. But for the life of me, I have gone blank!!!
On the baby front, there is only 28 days to go, very scary. The countdown started at 87 days and it has flown by. It is hard to believe how much life has changed for me in such a short space of time. I do not believe life will ever fail to surprise me. Everything that was, isn’t and is now so much better.
Of course, it is all hindsight, u believe you are happy, without a doubt you believe you are. I suppose I could have plodded along feeling content but hindsight is such a great thing. I wasn’t happy plodding, she done us both a favour that is for sure; I am sure she is happier, I for one certainly am. If I wanted all the things I have done since, I would have done them. Things happen for a reason apparently, so every person I ever speak to says so. Begrudgingly, I am tempted to agree with them.
I have so much to thank Natasha for, I wasn’t ready for anything at all and she blew my mind. I am so glad I wanted a Tuna Mayo sandwich that day. Mind you, it cost me a hell of a lot in food after that. Don’t you just hate people playing hard to get!!!