cookiegram!

At work yesterday, I got a Cookie Gram! What a nice surpise. My old agency got me a treat to see how I was getting on. Work is alright, um, not much to report, swimming again, went like the clappers yesterday and was well tired afterwards. Big Brother is keeping me entertained. It is wel cold today. I keep on having flashbacks to a glorious romp in bed on Sunday night where upon I was so loud that I had to be smothered with a pillow and after this didn't work, I fell into hysterical laughter. Well I found it funny.

Getting a bit excited about New York. Dad still isn't with Sue, and he is happy so I am. Lisa is here next week (woo) and then Ria is coming at the end of the week after (woo woo) and also, I am getting a bit thinner (woo woo woo woo woo woo woo!)

Joshua has cut his hair again so it isn't Vanilla Ice like.

That is all from me. I have very little to say to anyone or write anywhere. Sorry!

Oh. Except... Dom, who I sit with at work, is pregnant. The piglet will be born on the 21st July. How exciting. She had her second scan on Friday, and from the three pictures I saw, I could see in the first one some Beadle claw action, then in the second it was sort of sucking its thumb or smoking a pipe (I'm not sure) and in the third it was quite long and sort of had a mermaid tail. Oh the little piglet is a piglet no more! (I'm not being rude, its what Dom called it at her 8 week scan)

Me and Sara think it is going to be a boy. Straight away we were automatically calling him a boy. Hehe, then another lady TODAY says shes preggers. Dom knew, because she bumped into her at her scan on Friday! They both did a "Oh! Hey! You're...? " "Yeah... Um, don't tell anyone just yet though" hahah. They are due within two weeks of each other, Dom being first. So me and Sara are all gooey at work talking about sprogs.

Hehe. I can't wait to have kids one day. ONE DAY. Obviously right now would be a bit of, well, a nightmare. But yeah, I can't wait. Partly because I do want to have kids, I know I am going to be AMAZING at it (if I do say so myself) but also because I'll know, for myself if I am anything like my mum at all. When I spoke to my dad on the phone the other night he was telling me stories about how she was a mother, fiercely protective like Boudicca but wonderful hehe. I can't wait. She was so good with me and Oliver. I count myself lucky that I had her the short time I did, because I know others were less fortunate than I.

Babies. That is pretty much all Natalie and talk about, that and boys and baking. Hehe. I'm her Nigella, shes my Delia. Ho ho ho.