Long distance.

Jack is very cute, just so you know. He's twenty years old, lives in Sutton and has two tattoos. Oh, and a job! And he kept whispering sweet nothings into my ear last Saturday, even though I clearly told him it won't matter.

Why am I even saying this to a blog? I don't know, I just felt like typing something, hah. Something about a cute guy who happened to give me his phone number, just in case.

Anyway. On a more serious note, things here are still on the right track. Weekdays spent with the children, weekend nights out with Geraldine. This new me must have been hiding forever now, cause I can't seem to have enough. It got me thinking, though. I spent the last four years of my life pretending to be something I obviously am not and I can't find the reason. But, for once it doesn't even matter. Because apparently partying is me, even though I said it's not.

A trip to London is beginning to appear on the horizon, much to my happiness. I've started drinking coffee, Costa Coffee, every morning. I take India and Luca to school, I pick up my cup of steaming latte, then I head back home, all British looking. I could get used to this lifestyle. Well...minus the children. Cause yes, I've come to the sad /not conclusion that kids are not for me. Sure, I like them and I get along with them just fine, but from my point of view, they only put a stop to what you want to do. When you have them, you have to change everything about yourself. And it doesn't sound so amazing to me, just saying. But more on that later, I never say never.

I actually watched Dear John, the movie. And I was disappointed by the ending, because I wanted it to be sad. Instead, they had a happily ever after and I've wasted my tears for this film. It was a good movie, I won't lie. I just would've liked another ending.

And so, I'm done rambling for the day. I got nostalgic today and thought about a certain someone back home, but not in a positive way, so to speak. So-so. Which is why I'm leaving you with one of my favorite songs. And I don't say that a lot, hah. Taaa-taa!