my friends are getting old (went to another 50th birthday party of the weekend). I refuse to accept the fact that I'm closer to 50 than 40 these days, in fact sometimes I get quite startled when I have to work out my age - still feel like I'm only 35 sometimes!!
I also refuse to acknowledge or respond to any crowing over a certain cricket team's current losing streak. My lips are sealed (and fingers tied).
Nothing terribly exciting happening in my life at the moment - and that's a good thing. Looking forward to an angst free week, with no mother-in-law/mother/son dramas. Off to watch me some Wonderfalls, thanks to the generosity of skylee.