Frolicking Friday

Hi guys

I know I haven't been updating my blog much lately. It is for a variety of reasons; mainly because it was Christmas and to be honest with you, I didn't think too many of you would be interested in reading about my life when you were probably going to parties and spending time with your own families, having a much better time than me, probably. I have decided that from now on I will be updating my blog on Fridays only. This is so I can reflect on the week that has passed and write a lot more. It will also leave me more free time in the week for pursuing my New Year resolutions, which include: exercising more( I have only been the gym twice since joining.), eating healthier and avoiding cakes, biscuits and sweets, attending a night class (don't know what yet, though) and going out with friends once a week for a girly chat. I have lost touch with the girls recently and I want to make sure we have a regular catch-up.

I also have to tell you about something else that has happened recently, which I'm not proud of.
I went to my work party last Friday and Nick picked me up, as promised. The venue was the local rugby stadium and so we spent a lot of the night outside on the pitch. I was a little cold and so Nick kindly lent me his jacket. I felt bad because he was shivering for most of the night, but it is the gentlemanly thing to do, right? I think that all this women's lib and equal rights for women has spoilt romance and so I was a little surprised that Nick actually offered to lend me his jacket in the first place. We sat on the stalls and we started talking. He was drinking a bottle of lager and I had a plastic glass of wine. I must have had about five glasses by this time and I was starting to look at Nick differently. I noticed that he was quite handsome and I didn't know whether it was beer goggles or whether he was actually quite fanciable. He kept talking about his ex and how she had almost put him off women but that it was good to be working with me because he was starting to realize that not all women were raging psychos.(He obviously doesn't know me that well, lol!)

We talked about Scott and he told me that Scott was a ladies man and always has been. He said that he was worried when we first started going out because he didn't want me to get hurt. Then he moved closer to me and said that he was actually a little bit jealous when I started dating Scott. I asked him why and he said that he was starting to have feelings for me and that he cared about me. Then he kissed me. I didn't stop him either - mainly because it felt good, but then once we'd stopped I was confused. Scott and I still haven't officially broken up, even though he doesn't return my calls or texts and I've always avoided workplace romances because you sometimes have to leave jobs if they go wrong. Things went downhill from there because I instantly regretted it. I do like Nick and I have to admit that there was some sort of chemistry between us, but I can't date a work-colleague, especially not when he is the brother of my on-off boyfriend. Aggghh! Why is my love-life so complicated?

Anyway, I haven't seen Nick or Scott since. I've been hiding at home, though. I did go out with Lila on Boxing night to the local karaoke, but other than that I've been having a quiet Christmas. I hope you all got what you wished for. I got Zumba 2, which I love and some jewellery and make-up. I also got a bunch of flowers this morning from Nick, with a card saying that he was sorry. I feel even worse now. I'm dreading seeing him on Tuesday. It will be so awkward. Anyway, I'm off to the gym now to work off some of the mince pies I've been shovelling down me. I wish you all a Happy New Year and I will update this blog next Friday.

Best Wishes.

Callie signing off xxx

Happy Christmas

Hi guys

I'm going to keep this short because I am in the middle of getting dressed for my work party. I would like to take this opportunity to wish you all a Merry Christmas and hopefully I won't be too hungover to update my blog on Bank Holiday Monday to let you all know how my night went. I still haven't heard from Scott and he must be screening my calls because he hasn't answered when I've phoned him and he hasn't responded to my texts asking how he is. Nick said he was keeping out of it. He is picking me up later because, like me, he is also a loser.
Bye for now and Seasons Greetings to you all

Callie signing off

xxx

Whingy Wednesday

Hi guys

I haven't stopped crying for the past two nights. I kept thinking about Melissa and then I started to wonder why Scott wasn't able to see me until tonight. I started to imagine all these things in my head and so I thought I would go round to Scott's last night to surprise him (in other words, spy on him) but when I got there he had all these papers scattered all over the floor and he had his laptop on. It turns out he had a load of work to get finished so he could have some time off over Christmas and I'd interrupted him and he didn't like that. He asked me why I'd gone to see him and I told him it was because I missed him and then he said that I was being too clingy and I said I would go home and leave him to work and I was surprised that Melissa wasn't helping him. That was when he really lost it and told me that it was obvious I had a problem with her and that it seemed I didn't trust him. I told him that I did trust him (it's her I don't trust) but he was having none of it and he told me it was better if we let things cool off for a bit. He was supposed to be coming to my work Christmas party on Friday but he isn't coming now, so apart from me being upset, I am going to have to turn up to my party alone when most people are taking guests. Nick isn't taking anyone, but most people think he's a weirdo loner anyway.
Why do I always mess up? I got Scott a Christmas present - a book that he wanted, but I doubt I can give it to him now. I feel so depressed. I thought things were going so well. Melissa has probably got her claws into him today when he told her what I did. Boo hoo, boo hoo. I'm too upset to continue with this post so I am going to go get a long, hot bath and drink a bottle of wine. Until next time...

Callie signing off

xxx

Miserable Monday

Hi guys,

I know I should be happy with Christmas approaching and all that, but the weather today has made me so miserable. Rain, rain and more rain. Now I don't wish to complain too much, because I much prefer this than the weather we had this time last year, when I lost control of my car in the snow and it got stuck,so I had to walk seven miles home, by which time I almost died of hypothermia;which turned into a bad case of flu. Last Christmas was spent lying in bed, my nose oozing with goo and giving Rudolph something to be jealous of.

Anyway, I know you haven't logged in to read about weather. You all want to hear about Friday night, right?
Well. It started off pleasant enough. I wore my black trousers and red satin top and I'd gelled my hair so I looked a little bit like Victoria Beckham (without the style and skinny body, more's the pity). Scott picked me up and he looked absolutely gorgeous in his tuxedo; he reminded me of Daniel Craig. I don't usually like James Bond but Scott looked really 007 and I couldn't stop gawping at him. Unfortunately, most of the women at the Golf club (where the party was being held) also couldn't stop ogling him either. Scott, being a typical man, was oblivious to all this, though. Until the girl I'd been dreading meeting arrived. She turned up fashionably late and I swear everyone in the room stopped what they were doing when she walked in. She was wearing a skin-tight red velvet dress which clung to her Elle Macpherson-like body and her long, slim legs were tanned and shimmering. What a bitch, were my first thoughts. (Well I can't help it, can I? I do try to be nice but I can't help my first impressions.) She had hair that I could only dream of too - long, brown with blondish highlights and wavy - a bit like Liz Hurley's. Her face was perfect too. (Well it had to be didn't it!)
I knew straight away that it was Melissa. She waved at Scott and came hurrying over (which spoilt her initial cool, calm, show-stopping entrance a little - made her look desperate). I swore Scott's pupils dilated, but I let him off because that is an involuntary biological reaction, which I'm sure most men had when they set eyes on her. They hugged and then he introduced me. That was when I realized my first impressions were right. She looked at me like I was something she'd just stood in, mumbled, "Nice to meet you," and then turned her back to me and dragged Scott away to the buffet table. I stood motionless for a second, watching them laughing and giggling together. I couldn't quite believe what had just happened. I gulped my wine and then grabbed another large glass from a passing wine-waiter. I guzzled that and then went looking for more. That was when I got a little less self-conscious, shall we say. I walked over to the two of them and I tapped her on the shoulder and said, "I think you'll find that's my boyfriend not yours, love." She opened her mouth and her eyes almost popped out of her head. Scott looked down at the floor, obviously embarrassed. "I needed to speak to him about work," she said. As if I was going to believe that one. Scott then told some stupid joke that only computer geeks would get, something about dos. I didn't get it but Melissa laughed (what a fake) and put her hands all over Scott's arm. She knew what she was doing. Had I had just one more glass of wine I would probably have decked her one, but luckily for me (and Scott) I was quite composed. So I grabbed his arm and led him away. "We'll see you later, Melissa," I said. "We've got other people to speak to." She smirked at me. I then told Scott how cheeky I thought she was, but he said that there was nothing wrong with what she'd done and that they had been speaking about some sort of update that was taking place over Christmas and whether he thought they'd have to be on call. Yawn, yawn.

The rest of the night wasn't too bad. I drank a few more glasses of wine and ate some nice party food (they had some gorgeous chinese chicken on sticks) and snogged Scott quite a bit. I didn't stay at his place, though, because I didn't want him to see my hangover-face. Melissa came over a few more times during the night but she went off with one of the managers at the end of the night. He was quite ugly, so she was either after his money or a promotion (or both).

I didn't see Scott for the rest of the weekend because he phoned saying he had the hangover from hell and that he would see me on Wednesday. I must admit, I'm feeling a little bit nervous about our relationship now that I've seen Melissa. She is obviously going to be a rival and I reckon that if Scott realizes that she actually fancies him, then she'd win - she earns five times as much as me and is about fifty times more sexy so I'm resigning myself to the fact that Scott and I won't be together for much longer (story of my life) and that is another reason why I'm so miserable today. Nick wasn't in work today either (he said he had food poisoning) and so I've spent the day doing admin and filing and wishing Christmas would hurry up so I can drink egg nog and eat loads of chocolates to cheer me up. Actually, why wait until Christmas, I think I'm gonna treat myself now. So until next time...

Callie signing off

xxx

Fearful Friday

Hi guys,

You must be wondering what I have to be fearful about, right? I have loads to be scared of. I'm going to Scott's work's "do" tonight and I'm so nervous. I tried on my indigo blue dress earlier and now that I've lost a little bit of weight it's hanging off my shoulders a little too much and I don't want his boss and colleagues to get an eyeful of cleavage. I don't have a clue what else I can wear though; I don't have many "dressy" things in my wardrobe, as when I go out I usually wear jeans and t-shirts (I usually go to rock or indie clubs and if you dressed up to go inside you'd probably get beaten up.)
The only other thing I could possibly think of wearing are my black work trousers and a red satin top that I sometimes wear underneath my suit jacket (also for work). I can't think of anything else other than asking Ella if I can borrow one of her outfits, which would be difficult considering we haven't spoken to each other for a while. I would ask Lila but I wouldn't fit into anything she owns. What's a girl to do?

I'm also really worried about drinking too much and making a total show of myself (and Scott) or not drinking enough and being too shy to speak to anybody. As far as I know, all the drinks are free and so the temptation will be too much for me. I'm scared of meeting Scott's colleagues too. There's a girl called Melissa who he keeps mentioning a lot - she's some sort of IT whizz-kid and although he hasn't come out and actually said it, I get the feeling she's quite pretty (I don't know why -let's just call it women's intuition) and he might have a thing for her. His boss is also supposed to be some sort of lecherous fat guy and so I don't want him pawing me either. Apparently, his boss doesn't agree with all these new equality and sexual harassment rules and regulations and just does what he wants. (I'd hate to think what Scott means by that.)

So, I'm sitting here typing this quickly before I get ready. Scott is picking me up at eight and so I still have some time. Wish me luck, anyway and I will let you know how it goes on Monday. But until then...

Callie signing off

xxx

Worn-out Wednesday

Hi guys,

I'm starting to feel really run down again. I think it's the stress of Christmas approaching faster than a high speed train. Don't get me wrong, I love Christmas, but I haven't really had as much time as I'd like, to get things done. I've bought half my pressies but I don't know what to get Lila or Ella. They are both quite spoilt and like to have designer stuff and I can't afford anything like that. I don't know what to get Scott either and whether or not I should get Nick anything. Stress! I've sent out my cards, at least and I put up my decorations last night. I got one of those black trees and it looks quite trendy with all my pink baubles and pink tinsel on it - very Goth!

I've also bought some Baileys and two tins of chocolates as one tin never lasts long enough. Now that Scott has seen me naked and not done a runner I'm assuming he doesn't think I'm that fat, so I've decided to eat as much as I usually do over Christmas and then start my diet again after Christmas. I used to know a girl at college who used to weigh about eighteen stone and she had this boyfriend who'd asked her to marry him and so she went on a mega diet and exercise plan that Madonna would have struggled to keep up with and she ended up losing loads of weight and she was able to fit into a size 8 wedding dress. The trouble was, two weeks before the wedding her fiance said he didn't fancy her now that she was thin and he called the whole thing off - I don't want that to happen with me and Scott do I? All I can say is, "Pass me that hazelnut caramel, yum yum."

I'm going to have to end here now because I can hear Christmas music and I think it's our local Round Table Charity Christmas sleigh (We have a lorry that goes around the streets at Christmas and it has a trailer attached to it with Santa on it. He throws sweets for the kids and he plays loud Christmas songs and people go around with collection tins.) I'm such a big kid myself I don't want to miss it. So, until next time...

Callie signing off

xxx

Madcap Monday

Hi guys

I have been so busy today I've not stopped, so it's nice to take a breather and update my blog. Something major has happened (Drum roll). Scott and I went to the pizza house and I had a small ham and pineapple, while he had a Mexican and we both had salad and two bottles of wine between us (although I was so nervous I'm sure it was me who drank most of it) so afterwards we both decided we didn't want to watch a film, because we were in a chatty mood and were really starting to find out more about each other. Scott suggested we go to his place and continue the chat and drinks, which we did and...well let's just say that things happened. I'll leave the rest to your imagination because, as I've said before, children might read this.

I'm feeling much more confident about our relationship now that hurdle has been crossed. He still likes me even after seeing the real me! It feels good. I can really be myself with him now. I think I might be falling in love with him.

Anyway, work was so busy this afternoon because Nick and I got sent to the local observatory. The staff there said they thought they'd seen a UFO on the satellite. We didn't get any conclusive proof unfortunately, but I've not seen Nick so excited. He used to do this sort of thing back in the USA before his ex turned all psycho and tried to kill him, so he was positively buzzing when we got the job; so much so that we spent ages there and then we had to rush to see a dog that could say hello. It was so funny! The owner put her hands around the dog's jaw and moved it as it barked and it did sound like hello - though why the owner thought to put her hands round the dog's mouth when it was barking in the first place was beyond me.

I often wonder how some things came about; the best ones are the old remedies like putting cow muck on your neck to cure laryngitis, you know the type of thing. I always wondered what would possess someone to do it in the first place. Can you imagine it? Ow, I've got a bit of a sore throat - I know, I think I'll get some of that slug slime and wipe it on my neck...weird! And so I've only just got home now and I'm looking forward to curling up by the fire with my new book and a glass of wine. I'm not seeing Scott tonight because he's going out with some friends. It's his work's night out on Friday, though and I'm going with him. Can't wait. I'm going to go and have my soup and toast (I'm only eating light meals during the week and pigging out during the weekends to try and lose some weight - I read in the paper that it works!) now and until next time,

Callie signing off

xxx

Sorry Saturday

Hi guys

Firstly, I just wanted to apologize for not posting on Friday, as expected. I did try to post several times but unfortunately blogger didn't want to know and kept sending me errors. I then tried twitter to try and let peeps know that there would be no update due to internet problems but twitter didn't work either! So sorry to anyone who was looking forward to reading about my exciting life! I will have to tell you all today what I was going to write yesterday - let's pretend today is Friday!
I went to see reincarnated Elvis, let's call him Elv. His house was actually quite nice. He'd decorated it with tinsel and glittery window lights and all the surrounding houses looked equally festive. Nick knocked on the door and was greeted by a man with a podgy face with acne; he looked about twenty-six and he had a big nose and squinty eyes. I know you think I'm probably being bitchy and you shouldn't judge a book by its cover and everything but I'm a journalist - I have to tell it like it is, don't I? It turns out that this ugly guy was Elv!
Nick asked him why he thought he was Elvis and he said that ever since he first heard Blue suede shoes one morning on the radio he's been able to sing along to every song even though he hasn't heard them before. (Which I find hard to believe) and that he knows all the words even if it is the first time he's heard it.
Nick's nods and surprised expression only made the situation worse because Elv went upstairs to get his karaoke machine and proceeded to sing along (out of tune) to suspicious minds. I had a very suspicious mind, by this time. Two hours we were in that house. My ears were ringing when we got outside.
I asked him if he thought there was anything else that made him think he was Elv and I almost choked on my mince pie (which he'd kindly given to me) when he said some people had commented on his likeness to the king. I don't know what part of him looked like Elvis but it certainly wasn't anything I could see. Nick took some photos anyway and when the article was printed he did that annoying thing some magazines do where they put two photos next to each other and put the other person's name under each; so he'd written Elv (he'd written the guy's real name but I can't write it her because of data protection) under a photo of Elvis and Elvis under Elv's photo! We had some complaints from old biddies who said it was terrible that Elv thought he was Elvis. There were even some death threats! I mean, steady on girls, it's almost Christmas - where's your Christmas spirit?
I'm going to end this post now because Scott is taking me to a nearby pizza restaurant for tea and then we're going to the Cinema again but we don't know what we're watching until we get there. It's going to be a chill out Saturday, which I need after the week I've had. Anyway, take care you guys and until next time...

Callie signing off

xxx

Windy Wednesday

Hi guys

I'm typing this after being attacked by a rubbish bin that had just been emptied. It has been so windy the past few days (that is an understatement, actually - the gusts have been gale force) but fortunately I'd not had too many problems, until today. I was driving down the road, minding my own business, singing along to Maria Carey's Christmas song when I was almost forced off the road by a black bin that was blown into my car at a most inopportune moment. It thumped the side of my car so hard it's left a dent and made me scream like a banshee. I was just glad that it hit the side of my car and that it hadn't been launched in front of me causing me to swerve or worse-I could have been  killed! (Let's just say I will be sticking to the speed limit in future.)
Anyway, that was the bad news. I'm feeling a little better now that I've had three cups of strong tea with lots of sugar in it (good for shock apparently). The good news is...(drum roll), Scott has asked me to go to his work's Christmas dinner with him! Nobody has ever asked me to do that before; probably because most of them have been too ashamed to be seen with me or something. Isn't that great? He must like me. All his bosses will be there and everything. We are going to the Lowry in Manchester. It will be so cool. I even get to wear a formal evening dress. Just call me "Posh". I can't stop thinking about it. When I log off I will have to get ready to go out with Nick to a man who claims to be the real reincarnation of Elvis Presley. I don't think he is, not because I don't believe in reincarnation (my mind's still open on that one) but because if Elvis were to come back again, I'm sure he would pick a better place to live than a council house in Runcorn. It should be interesting though and will probably take my mind off the excitement of Scott's party and the shock of almost being tragically killed by a rubbish bin. I will tell you all about it on Friday. But until then...


Callie signing off

xxx

Mad Monday

Hi guys

I had a day off today. The heating broke at work and it was against health and safety for us to come in as the bad weather meant we'd freeze to death or something like that. So I did something I thought I'd never do; I joined my local gym. I've only just got back. I only went at 4 o'clock though, because I went back to bed after my boss called with the good news.
I got weighed, poked and prodded at the gym, which was a little humiliating but it was for my own good because now they've put together a fitness program for me, which will focus on my jelly thighs and stomach. You're probably wondering why I'm suddenly so bothered about my health, right? Well, the other night, after eating lobster (which I thought was horrible, by the way) we went back to Scott's house. I felt bloated after my strawberry cheesecake and four pints of lager and so when Scott's hands moved to unzip my dress I jumped up like he'd set me alight and told him I wasn't feeling well and needed to go home. I'm surprised he didn't dump me. He said he understood that we hadn't known each other for long and he actually apologized! As soon as I got home I realized that I had to do something about my weight if I wanted to feel confident with him. I suppose I've become quite relaxed about it because men usually don't stick around long enough for me to worry about sleeping with them, but things seem different with Scott. I need to shift some pounds and that means cutting out some of my fave foods too. It is going to be so hard with Christmas just round the corner but if I can't do it alone my new trainer, Paul, will make damn sure of it.
I'm thinking about getting a dog, too. Yesterday, I went to visit Scott at the animal rescue centre and I fell in love with a little jack russell puppy called Spud. He's so cute. He needs to be house trained, though and I haven't got the time at the moment and it wouldn't be fair so I've asked Scott to look out for a small house-trained dog that doesn't mind being left alone while I'm at work.
Oh, yeah, I forgot to tell you...Lila quit her job. I knew it was too good to be true her actually liking work. She blamed it on one of the customers. She said he tried to molest her when she was measuring him for spectacles. I don't know how he managed this, considering both of them need to be sitting down when this happens.She told me she went to her supervisor immediately but she took the man's side and so Lila, being Lila, grabbed her coat and handbag from the back room and walked out. It was funny how she did this the day after she'd phoned in for an application form for next year's X-factor. Anyway, that's all the news I have for today. I will update you again on Wednesday. Until then...


Callie signing off

xxx

Funtime Friday

Hi guys

I hope you have all had a great week and that you are looking forward to a nice weekend. I went to Chester the other day to see that woman and boy was she weird. Her house was like an attic sale; junk everywhere and I had to move two cats, a pile of old phone directories and a cup with bacteria growing in it before I could even sit down.
She claimed she was psychic and she had dreams about people. She told me she'd dreamt that there was going to be a huge earthquake in the North of England and that although she didn't know exactly when and where it would strike, that it would catch loads of people off guard because the town isn't on a fault line. She said she didn't think anyone would die but there will be destruction to a lot of buildings and some people may lose their homes or jobs.
I'm not worried. She was obviously not the full shilling. It was funny watching Nick cringe as one of her mangy cats jumped on his knee and started to rub itself against him. He's probably a right old fleabag now. I went round to Scott's later on for tea. He has a nice house. A small terrace, which he's done up like a typical bachelor pad - all black leather and flat screen televisions. He'd cooked me lasagne with tiramasu for afterwards and it was absolutely gorgeous. He's a man of many talents, obviously. His day job is in an office doing some sort of IT technical support and he also does volunteer work in the animal shelter at weekends. I bet you are thinking that he sounds too good to be true and I'm starting to think the same. It's like I've had a load of weirdos and losers and now good things are coming to me because I've waited long enough! I'm just crossing my fingers that I don't find out that he's got a secret wife or that he used to be a woman or something. I'm sure Nick would have told me if that were the case; but he's not the most reliable man so I wouldn't put it past him to leave me to find out the hard way.
He's still been off with me. Usually, when we'd been to a weirdo for an assignment we'd laugh about it in the car on the way back to the office, but when we came away from the psychic old woman from Chester, he was quiet. The only thing he said was that he was going to have to go to the bathroom once we got back to work so he could wash away the germs and fleas.
Anyway, I'm waffling again. I'm going out with Scott again tonight. We're going to a restaurant on the outskirts of Liverpool that Scott claims serves the best lobster. I've never eaten lobster and so I wouldn't know either way but I'm looking forward to seeing him again. I can dress up to so I'll wear my new indigo blue satin dress I got in the sale the other day. It's knee length so hides my wobbly things while showing off my slim calves. I will let you know how my date goes when I do my Monday update, but until then..


Callie signing off

xz

Wonderful Wednesday

Hi guys,

As you might be able to tell from my title today, everything is going well at the moment. I went to the cinema with Scott on Monday and we sat at the back and to be totally honest, I didn't get to see that much of the film, if you know what I mean, lol! After that, we went to McDonalds and had a burger and fries meal. He is so great that I can be myself in front of him and he doesn't say anything. That's why I could stuff my face with the burger and have a large milkshake too. I even ate some ice-cream afterwards and he smiled when I spilled it all down my new blouse. He didn't have milkshake or ice-cream; he says it gives him stomach ache (poor guy).
Last night we went bowling and he was really good at it. Usually I beat everyone, but he is serious competition. He, too, used to play in a league. I think I have met my match this time. The only thing I don't like is that he does attract a lot of female attention. He's not traditionally good-looking but there's just something about him, I guess.
When I got into work yesterday morning, Nick was being very quiet. He asked me how things were going between Scott and me, but after that it was business as usual. I got the feeling he was being a bit weird and maybe a little off with me later on yesterday afternoon, but maybe it's just the guilt I feel at dating his brother. I don't know why I'm even feeling guilty though - we're both single and we're hurting nobody.
Today I'm going into Chester with Nick as there's a woman there who thinks that there's going to be a disaster happening soon. She's seen visions about it apparently and as these things are due to happen locally she felt compelled to tell our newspaper. Tonight I'm seeing Scott again and he's going to be cooking me a romantic meal at his house. I can't wait. I will tell you all about it on Friday. Until then...

Callie signing off

xxx

Magnificent Monday

Hi guys,

I have had the most wonderful weekend. I went out, as planned for my mum's birthday and we had a lovely meal and then Lila, Antoinette and I went into town while the oldies went back to Mum's to party. We had a great time in the local clubs. Antoinette is such a great dancer and so we got chatted up loads because of the attention she attracted. Anyway, I have spent the whole weekend with a gorgeous guy. He's not my usual type but there was just something about him. When we met I couldn't take my eyes off him. He's got one blue eye and one brown eye like David Bowie and he has a floppy fringe. He looks like something out of the eighties full stop but that look's back in fashion so maybe he's trying to be cool. I don't care anyway because he has such a nice personality. I ended up going back to his place (not because of what you're thinking - I'm not that kind of girl!) because I trusted him. We stayed up talking all night and suddenly it was 5am! I wasn't even tired! Anyway, I ended up sleeping with him - literally sleeping not what you're thinking! (He was the perfect gentleman.) Then yesterday he took me ice-skating, which was so much fun. He's called Scott; and here's the best bit...He's Nick's brother. I know what you're probably thinking but they say you can't help who you fall in love with. Not that I'm in love with him yet but you know what I mean. I probably wouldn't have met him if it wasn't for Nick so I think it could be fate. I don't know what Nick is going to say when I go into work tomorrow (I had the day off today because I knew my weekend was going to be a long one!)
I don't know whether Scott will have told him that I stayed the night. I've been worrying about it a little but I don't know why. We're all adults. I just hope that he doesn't mind his brother and work colleague dating. Anyway, I'm going to go now because I actually have another date with him again tonight. This hasn't happened in ages. We're going to the cinema to watch My week with Marilyn. Should be good. I will update you on Wednesday but until then...

Callie signing off

xxx

Frazzled Friday

Hi guys,

I'm feeling seriously frazzled after my week but I'm looking forward to tonight because it's Mum's birthday and we are all going out for a meal (Mum, dad, Lila, auntie Sharon, Uncle Tom and my cousin Antoinette) at our local Wetherspoons. I'm going to order my favourite - Hunter's Chicken, which is a piece of chicken covered in cheese, bacon and barbecue sauce - yum yum yum, My mouth is watering just thinking about it. After that the oldies are going home for a little house party while Lila, Antoinette and I are hitting the town. We'll join the party when we get back home.
I'm really hoping that I might meet a nice guy tonight, before Christmas, so I have someone to spend Christmas and New year with. I hate New Year's Eve when I'm single because its so depressing realizing there's a whole year ahead with no chance of romance. I'm starting to worry that there is something wrong with me. Why do I attract such weirdos? I know I shouldn't get my hopes up though. Lila keeps saying that I'm too young to worry about it but if I don't find someone quick my dream of having a nice house and three kids before I'm 40 is never going to happen. I'm keeping my fingers crossed.
Mum thinks I'm being too picky. When I told her about the feeder guy she said that I was always looking for faults because deep down she thinks I'm scared of commitment. How wrong could she be? And if she expected me to shack up with a total weirdo and risk my health in the process, she obviously needs her head testing.  That's why she works as a cleaner and not a psychotherapist. Anyway, I'm going to run a nice bath with my new perfumed bubble bath and enjoy a long soak with a glass of wine. My dad's picking me up at 7.30 and I'm staying the night at their house so I can totally chill. I'm worried I might bump into Nick later because he's out with his brother. I don't want him to see Lila - either he will fall madly in lust with her or he will think she is a tart and will tar me with the same brush. I'd best get going now. I will tell you all about tonight on Monday, but until then...

Callie signing off

xxx

Washed-out Wednesday

Hi guys

All I can say today is "Agghhhhh!" Have you ever had one of those days when nothing goes right? I think I must have walked under a ladder or something because my luck stinks. People who say you make your own luck annoy me because if I made my own luck I would have a five bed-roomed mansion, a limo, a size 10 body and be married to Jonny Depp. Instead I've had to put up with a bad hair day. I woke up this morning with strands sticking up like some sort of hedgehog and even the GHDs wouldn't tame them. I noticed a huge spot on the end of my nose which is now starting to ooze yellow goo. My run of bad luck continued when I dropped my cup of tea all over my skirt and had to go change and put a wet tea towel on my knee to stop the scalding and then when I got to work and parked in my usual parking space I ended up standing in some dog muck which some annoying person hadn't picked up (and what was a dog doing in the car park of my local newspaper anyway! Unless someone did it on purpose to get back at us or something.)
I got in work and was sent to see an old biddy who claimed her cat had special powers (the fifth psychic cat this year!) but all it could do was stare constantly. When I got back to my car to drive home I found out I'd left my lights on and so the battery was dead so Nick ended up having to jump start it, which didn't please him and then I got home to find out that my toilet is blocked! Aggghhhh! My mum says bad things come in threes. I wish! Sorry for moaning but it seems the best thing for me to do now is to have a shower and get in bed with a good book. What harm can befall me there, eh? Until next time...


Callie signing off
xxx

Mundane Monday

Hi guys

What an anti-climax today is compared to my weekend. Firstly, It doesn't exactly put you in a good mood when your alarm goes off and it still feels like the middle of the night. I'm sure humans are made for hibernation this time of year. It's even worse when you realize that it's dark because it's throwing it down with rain. At least my car windscreen isn't frozen, which is the only plus point. I particularly don't want to go into work today because I found out Luke only wanted to go out with me because he recognised me from my stupid newspaper column and he wanted to tell me all about his weird collection of exotic pets. I told him all he had to have done was to call my boss and we would have come round and done a piece on it but he said he was too shy to do this. I had to listen while he went on and on about his snakes and his lizards and his tarantulas (yawn yawn!); not exactly the best subject if you're trying to impress a girl is it? I realized half way through our date that he wasn't interested in me romantically at all - that's why I ordered the biggest steak and chips going (well, I didn't need to impress him, did I?)
Anyway, I don't want to go into work today because Luke is coming in this afternoon to speak to my boss and to see if we can do an interview with him. I am going to suggest Nick goes as I don't want to be anywhere near anything that remotely resembles a spider. I am just glad that things didn't work out romantically between Luke and I. Can you imagine if he had asked me back to his place and got his pets out! That would have been it! It's better for it to end before it's even started.
It looks as though I'm going to be spending Christmas and New Year as a single girl for the fourth year running. Either I'm being too picky when it comes to men or I'm attracting the wrong sort. I think it's the latter, though how I can start to attract the right sort, God only knows. I'm going to make it one of my New Year's resolutions I think. I suppose I'd best get ready for work. I'm hoping that I can get another job and be out of the office before Luke and his slimey entourage arrive.
I'll catch up with you on Wednesday, but until then...

Callie signing off



xxx

Fabulous Friday

Hi guys,

I'm so glad this week is finally over. It's been tough. I've felt rotten, moody and I've been missing Nick (I never thought I would say that!)
First, I want to tell you all about our night at the curry house. We've been going for years and we're on first name terms with all the staff. We have a laugh with them all and they love us so much that they always give us extra-large helpings and extra bits on the side (naan bread, extra dips etc).
Anyway, I had the creamiest korma ever and it was so delicious I asked Mandeep for a top-up and he brought me more, free of charge! I know you must think I'm a greedy cow but I was hungry and I'd lost some weight with my illness and I needed building up again. I am telling you this for a reason...a group of guys at the next table were watching with interest at my huge portions and, at first, I thought they were going to make some abusive comment but instead one of them came over to me and said, "It's so good to see a woman who loves her food. Will you come out to dinner with me on Friday?" I couldn't believe what was happening. This sort of thing usually only happens in chick-lit movies, doesn't it? Obviously I said yes. Well, not obviously, if he were a minger then I would have said no, but he was quite cute in a boy-next-door kind of way. He had short auburn hair and a spattering of freckles and huge brown eyes like a puppy dog's. He didn't look like a serial killer, put it that way. He's called Luke. I can't wait for my date with him tonight. Lila said that he is probably a feeder too but I don't care right now. I am going to give him a chance and see how it goes. I have to go and get dressed now but I will update you all on Monday. Enjoy your weekend.

Until then, Callie signing off

xxx

wound-up Wednesday

Hi guys

I'm still wound up after the past few days. It's weird how before Nick came to work alongside me I was quite happy to be the only one doing my job; but now that Nick has been off I realize that I miss having someone to discuss things with and to share my workload with.
I went to that mind-reader's house the other day and I must admit, she was really strange but she wasn't a proper mind reader. She had a set of those cards scientists use to test if people are psychic; you know the ones: the star, the square, the wavy lines and the cross and so on. Well, she was really accurate with this and she only got two out of fifty wrong and unless she's found a way to cheat I'd say this was proof that she does have some sort of second sight. She gave me the creeps too; she had these dark brown eyes that seemed to look into your soul and I found myself trying to clear my mind but all I could think about was how weird she was. I don't know if she could "mind-read" this or not but she was the silent type and only answered yes or no to most of my questions. She was only thirteen though and so I expect she was a little shy. It was her mum who'd arranged for me to come round and experiment on her so I don't think she was the least bit impressed. I couldn't wait to get out of there - she reminded me of that girl who had the lead part in "The Ring" and I couldn't relax all night because I half expected her to come bursting out of the telly any minute. I ended up calling round Erin's but she was out (either that or she was avoiding me still).
I'm going out with Lila tonight. It's her colleague's birthday and we're going out for an Indian. I love Korma. Apart from that there's nothing much else going on this week. I hope Nick is back tomorrow. I'm starting to miss him. I will let you know if anything happens tonight, but I doubt much can happen in a curry house.
Until next time,

Callie signing off

xxx

Moody Monday

Hi guys

I'm in such a foul mood today but I don't know why. Do you ever get like that? It might have something to do with going back to work today after my few days of illness, but I doubt it considering I found an empty chair where Nick usually sits - he has actually gone off sick - he is not Superman after all! This made me feel good so I don't know why I'm so miserable. Perhaps it's because I had to call off my date with Andy. I felt bad having to croak at him down the phone, but judging by his reaction I've probably had a lucky escape. The conversation went a little bit like this...Me: Hi, Andy. Listen I'm sorry for the short notice but I won't be able to make our date tonight. As you can hear, I've got some sort of virus and it's knocked me off my feet.
Andy: Oh. (silence)
Me: I feel really bad about it but I didn't want you to catch my germs either. So maybe we can do it another time?
Andy: I'll 'ave to get back to you on that. I dunno what I'm doin' for the next few weeks so...
Me: Ok then. Call me when you want to go out.
Andy: yeah. see yah. (puts the phone down).
Now don't get me wrong; I know we'd only just met, but I expected a little bit more sympathy. He won't call now and if he does I'll pretend I don't know what I'm doing for the rest of my life. He should get the hint. I haven't heard from Erin yet. She's probably screening my calls, but I think it's safe to say that she didn't get a date with Andy's friend either.  Anyway, I'm going over to my mum's tonight because she's making a casserole. She always makes too much and it's just an excuse to get me over. I'm quite looking forward to it tonight, though, because with the mood I'm in I could do with cheering up. I am supposed to be going to a weird job tomorrow. It's a girl who claims she can read people's minds. I can't wait. I'll tell you about it on Wednesday.
Until then,

Callie signing off xxx

Faint Friday

Hi guys

I'm still not well. I've been off sick from work the past few days and I've just been a total germbag. There's been all sorts of goo coming out of my nose and my ear blocked up and so I'm deaf too. I can't stop coughing and I've pulled a muscle in my side from non-stop coughing fits. I wouldn't mind but I'm supposed to be meeting Andy tomorrow night. Andy was the guy I met last week when I was out with the girls. Erin was talking to his mate, Steve. They are both normal guys (that is if you can call goths normal) which is good for me as you know the types I usually get. Anyway, Erin is going mad at me saying if I don't get better she won't be able to meet Steve by herself because it is a double date. I've never understood why that should make a difference. If she likes him and he likes her then why can't they just go by themselves and hopefully I can re-arrange my date with Andy once I'm feeling better. There is no way I'd get a second date if I went out with him the way I am now. For a start my nose is all red with skin peeling off it, my breath smells, my hair is lank and my skin is spotty and I don't think he'd appreciate me coughing green goo all over him and asking him to repeat everything he said due to my deafness. All Erin cares about is herself - if she were a good friend she would be round here now with a huge bowl of chicken soup and a nice warm blanket - but no, all she does is phone me up and moan, moan, moan. I think I seriously need to get some more friends; the ones I have are so selfish. Ignore me I'm just feeling sorry for myself. Before I sign off, I forgot to mention about the doddery old woman I met who thought she saw fairies. I wasn't getting too excited about it because fairies are just that - a fairy tale - they don't exist! However; I went along anyway and we sat in a tent in her garden. She had a pair of binoculars and for a while nothing happened and then she gave a squeal of excitment and passed them to me and guess what I saw...

That's right! a butterfly. The poor old dear was short-sighted. It was a nice butterfly though. It had nice white wings and so I can see why she was mistaken. I think the poor thing was lonely and just wanted someone to talk to. I think I made her day when I told her it was a fairy. Who am I to spoil someone's dreams. Anyway, I'm going to sign off now. I think I need to go back to bed and cough up some more green stuff.
Have a nice weekend,

Until next time,

Callie signing off xxx

Worn-out Wednesday

Hi guys

I'm not in work today. I'm having a duvet day. After the hectic weekend and lots of late nights I've been having, I feel totally exhausted. My boss owes me some time off anyway after the extra unsocial hours he's given me. It's his fault I'm so tired in the first place! Nick is still in though, making me look bad, as usual. I don't even know if he does it on purpose but it's so annoying. Just when I was starting to think he wasn't all that bad he goes in work, with all guns blazing, saying he's never felt better! I was starting to feel sorry for him when he got drunk and started to tell me all about his ex. She did so many terrible things to him (including trying to kill him; but there again, I've wanted to do that so many times...) that I'm surprised he hasn't been put off women for life. He told me he was scared of having another relationship but he isn't ruling it out. He said he would have to know the woman as a friend first. As I have not been that friendly to him hopefully that rules me out.
Anyway, I'm gonna keep this short today because I'm so tired it's a chore to try and keep my eyes open. I think I'm coming down with some sort of flu bug. I've been trying to fight one off for a couple of weeks now and I think it has finally taken  hold.
Back to my warm, cozy duvet for me and I'll hopefully catch up with you all again on Friday (although I won't have much to talk about if I've been in bed for a few days.)

Until then

Callie signing off

xxx

Magic Monday

Hi guys

Have you ever woken up with that magical feeling that all is well with the world? That's what I felt this morning. It's been a great weekend. I went to the fireworks display with Nick and we actually had a great time together - not like a date or anything like that but he wasn't annoying for once. Before the display he suggested we go into the local wine bar and get a drink first, which we did and we talked about personal stuff for a change. It turns out he's a Capricorn, which explains his workaholic tendencies and he's 34 years old (old being the emphasis here) because he looks old and he acts old. He also wears old-fashioned clothes. One of these days I'm going to take him shopping and give him a makeover, although I'll have to do it when he's asleep because there's no way on earth he would agree to it otherwise. We also talked about his time in America. He used to live somewhere near the Nevada desert (not far from Lila, actually) in a caravan. He shared it with his ex, Pamela. I haven't got time to tell you all about her psychotic ways yet because I'm due in work soon, but let's just say I can understand why Nick doesn't want anything to do with another woman for as long as he lives (his words, not mine).
Anyway, the fireworks display was so good that my ears are hurting from the colourful bangers. I had an ice-cream while I watched it, too. I've never done this before because usually it's absolutely freezing but this year it was mild. Have you noticed it's like September now and September was like summer? I'm loving the weird weather we're having this year.
I'm going to have to go now. I have to be in work earlier than usual because I'm camping out in someone's garden. She's an elderly lady called Flo, who claims she sees fairies in her garden. I hope she's right - it would be so great to find out they really exist!

Until next time,

Callie signing off


xxx

Fab Friday

Hi guys

I now have a moment, at last, to tell you about our girls' night out last weekend. It's been a while since we all got together so we spent the first part of the night just chatting and catching up. Ella has been decorating her new house and so all her free time has been taken up with that. We met at Ella's and sat ourselves down. She had dust sheets everywhere, though, so it wasn't the most comfortable start to the evening. She's not long moved in. It's a nice little terraced house but it needs a lot of work and that's why she got it so cheap. She got her old job back (social worker) and so she's well paid and can afford it. Erin on the other hand is still at her mum's house and she is hating every minute of it. She's even considering getting back with her fat, bald ex just to save her sanity. We all told her that she will be ok and it's just a temporary setback. I can just about afford the rent on my little apartment and although I would be a lot better off financially if I suggested she move in too, I would probably have a nervous breakdown. She would have to sleep on the bed-settee in the living room for a start and there isn't that much extra space for all her stuff (which she has a lot of - she's more shoes than Tamara Eccleston!). It is Erin's mum I actually feel sorry for, not Erin.
Anyway, as the night went on we ended up at this rock club called "Jinny's". It's a cool place but it's not the sort of place Ella feels comfortable in. She's very high maintenance and dresses like she's going to work even when she's supposed to be relaxing. She stood out in her fitted jacket, palazzo pants and high heels. Erin, Lila and I wore our tight jeans and clingy tops complete with spiky-heeled ankle boots. Anyway, the place smells of sweat, ciggies and beer and it's full of men with long hair and tatoos. For some strange reason, a man who looked like a hell's angel crossed with a wrestler, came over to Ella and started to chat her up. And stranger still...Ella actually liked him! He's called Darren and he's a HGV driver. Ella is absolutely smitten and it is the most unlikely pairing since the beginning of time!  They ended up kissing and dancing together to Motorhead (even though Ella can't stand rock music - she doesn't like any music really) and going to the kebab house afterwards. Ella can't stand junk food! I am just worried that he is going to totally change her. She isn't that perfect now so it may be a change for the better. It's something to watch out for anyway and it'll keep her off my back for a bit. Erin and I got talking to a couple of goths, who were quite cute in a pale and interesting kind of way. We are seeing them next Saturday so I will tell you more about them then.  Anyway, I'm looking forward to bonfire night tomorrow. The local firework display is supposed to be a good one this year. I am going with Nick. We're going to combine business and pleasure (although I'm sure the pleasure will be all his, lol!)
Until next time,

Callie signing off

xxx

Spooktacular Wednesday

Hi guys,

I know spooktacular isn't a real word and it doesn't being with W like my usual Wednesday posts, but I couldn't think of anything which could sum up just how spooky my night with Nick was on Monday. It would have been scary spending the night with him under any circumstances, just because he makes me nervous for some reason, but on Halloween it was really really scary. The manageress showed us to our room and Nick put down his sleeping bag ready. He's so particular you see. He has to have everything "just so" before he gets down to any work. Then he got his video recording stuff and we both went into the corridor to set up. Lila said it was quite mild outside when she took her friend's daughter trick or treating but I couldn't stop shivering even though I was wearing my fleece and a parka. I was so cold I even wore my fleece in bed (that and the fact I didn't want Nick to see any part of my body that was usually kept under wraps!) Anyway, we left the video recorder set up in one part of the corridor and at the end there is a bench where people can sit and look out of the window. We both sat next to each other and it was about half-eleven when we first heard shuffling sounds. At first we thought it was one of the residents but most were in bed with their lights off by half-ten. Then we both heard someone say "hello". At first I thought I'd imagined it but when I noticed the horror on Nick's face I realized it was someone speaking to us; a male voice, quite deep and not malicious or anything but we both said, "did you hear that?" and nodded and then we knew it was real. I wanted to go back to our room because that was enough fear for me but Nick wanted to stay - probably because he was frozen to the spot. It was then that I wish we had gone back to our room. We both saw it so we know we aren't going crazy; it was a white mist that seemed to drift towards us. There was no ghostly figure or anything - just mist. It was deathly cold and it hovered just in front of us for a second and then dissolved in front of us. We both looked at each other again and went back to our room. We knew that something unexplained was definitely happening. We both decided to try and get some sleep but we heard weird howling noises. It was probably a cat outside but it only added to our fear! The next morning in work Nick started to download the video and then we saw it - the mist that had hovered to us was, in fact, an apparition of a slim, pale, dark-haired young woman. We could see it clearer on the video. I'm so glad I didn't get to see it face to face or I'd have totally freaked and Nick wasn't man enough to calm me down - he'd  have probably ran off before I did. So, there you have it, my scariest Halloween ever. We ran the story the next day but when we tried to print a still of the image it wouldn't let us and when we tried to do it again we found that the image had been wiped from the video. Strange, I know. But then Callie's World is home to the weird and wonderful. I have nothing exciting planned for the next few days and so when I post on Friday I will tell you all about my girls' night out last week.

Until then,

Callie signing off xxx

Happy Halloween

Hi guys

Hope you're having a spooky Halloween. I'm going out with Nick again later. We are going back to the old folks home and we're going to be staying in one of the rooms overnight. I am going to have the bed and Nick is going to sleep on the floor in a sleeping bag (what a gent).
We are taking our cameras and Nick is setting up video equipment and we hope we are going to see something this time. It will be one of the scariest Halloween's ever.
I went out with the girls on Saturday and it was one of the best nights out ever. We danced so much I had huge blisters on my feet yesterday morning. Erin and I got talking to a couple of guys and we're going to see them again this weekend. I will tell you more about it on Wednesday because I've got to go now. Nick is beeping his horn to take me to the spooky house.
Enjoy whatever you are doing tonight and I will catch up on Wednesday.

Until then,

Callie signing off

xxx

Fiendish Friday

Hi guys,

Well, we went to that old folks home; Nick and I and it was totally freaky. The old folks walked around in a daze half the time and I don't think it had anything to do with their age - I think it was the weird atmosphere in the home. It is an old listed building and apparently it used to be an old infirmary in Victorian times and lots of people died of plague or some similar horrible illness. The nurses reckon they see lots of see-through figures walking down the hallways at night. They aren't scared because the apparitions don't really do anything scary; but for me they wouldn't have to - just them being there would be enough to freak me out and have me running for the hills. So it was a good job I had a nice hunky man like Nick to protect me - NOT! He was worse than me - what a mummy's boy! He kept hiding behind me and I could hear him breathing really quickly and going "Can you see anything yet?". I forgot to mention - we were in the house during the night when the ghosts were supposed to appear. It was quite cold in the corridors but I bet it was just because of the time of year. I did feel scared but I put that down to the fear of what might appear. Nothing materialized though and I guess I was kind of disappointed. Nick drove me home and I swear I could see his legs shaking and the car was swerving a bit on the way home. As we were driving I kept imagining what it would be like if he were my boyfriend (strange I know) but I don't usually get in cars with men at night unless they are relatives or boyfriends so this was weird for me. He didn't speak much. I asked him what we were going to write in our article about the ghosts and he said we could just make something up. That just says it all about him, if you ask me. All journalists would be able to write great stories if they just made it up. Some would say that the UK tabloids make stuff up all the time but that doesn't make it right. I don't think our boss will agree with him (he likes proof, usually, like photos or something). At least it is the weekend. I'm going out tomorrow with Lila, Ella and Erin on a girls' night out hitting the local night clubs. There's never a dull moment when we all get together and so I will let you know about it on Monday.
Until then,

Callie signing off xxx

Wacked out Wednesday

Hi

I am going to keep this short today because I'm exhausted. I feel as though I am coming down with some sort of horrible flu bug. It must be something I caught off Nick; he certainly sniffs enough to be a germ bag.
So, anyway, I went on Skype to speak to Lee and he didn't even bother to log on. I've been sending him texts too and I haven't got any replies. I asked Erin to send me a text just to make sure my moby was working and I got hers so I can only assume he has dumped me. It's not like we were properly going out or anything but I expected it to last a little bit longer, at least.
I reckon it's because he isn't an airline pilot after all and he realized he couldn't keep pretending he was because I'd find out sooner or later. I'm not to bothered to be honest; he was gorgeous, yes, but what future was there in our long-distance relationship? I'm going to make sure my next fella lives near enough for me to at least see him a few times a week. Even if I had talked to Lee on Skype we couldn't have kissed or anything so what was the point really?
I hope my germs are gone by tomorrow. Nick and I have been sent on quite an exciting job. We are going to visit a local old folks home where there are supposed to be ghosts. It's a sort of Halloween special and I'm really looking forward to it. It will be the first job I go to with Nick to so I guess I will get to see him in action, so to speak. Anyway, I told you I would keep it short. I will let you know what happens with the ghosts next time but until then...

Callie signing off xxx

Moody Monday

I am totally fed up. It seems that while I was away in Edinburgh last week, my boss decided to hire a temp to do my column. It turns out that he was some sort of God of journalism and now my boss wants him to work with me. When I argued about it, my boss said that if I continued to question his judgement then Nick (the temp) will be permanently replacing me! How dare he say that! There are laws against this sort of thing. So now I have to sit next to Lord Nick and put up with his "suggestions". Just because he used to work for some sort of UFO rag mag in America he thinks he can lord it over me and tell me what to do! I hate work now. Callie's world was mine and now I have to share it. At least my boss is not making me change the column name and Nick is so laid back he doesn't care what it's called as long as he gets to check out weird stuff. He is so annoying. He keeps sniffing all the time and when I pass him the tissues he just shakes his head and gives me strange looks. I wouldn't mind if he was good looking. Our office could do with some eye-candy; but no, I'm obviously not allowed eye-candy in case it distracts me or something. I suppose my mum would like him. He reminds me of the old actors she used to like: Robert Redford, Clint Eastwood and Kurt Russell. You know, they're not traditionally good-looking but they are rugged and some women like that. Well, I don't. To me he just looks old and he could do with a shave.
I went round to my mum's after work to tell her all about it but now she just wants to come to my office to see if he is as rugged as I said he was. Lila is still enjoying her job, which I find totally weird. She doesn't enjoy any jobs. It's like my life is part of some sort of X-files movie at the moment. To quote the lyrics of Keane; "Everybody's changing and I don't feel the same..." I don't bloody well feel the same. I feel annoyed, angry and totally fed up! Sorry for moaning guys, but doesn't it just make you angry when things change at work and you're supposed to shut up and put up with it? If it wasn't such a harsh world out there at the moment I would dramatically sweep into his office (my boss) and tell him I don't need his job because I will get snapped up at some bigger newspaper. Well, a girl can dream.
The one thing I am looking forward to is hooking up with Lee later on Skype. I love Skype. I use it to talk to my friend, Nikki, from school who moved out to Australia for a gap year and who's been there ever since (I keep hoping she'll come back like Lila did, but no such luck.) but it is going to be even better staring at the utter gorgeousness that is Lee, this evening. It was funny the other day because Mum accidently switched on Skype on her laptop and she started shouting to Dad; "Ken, there's something horrible and weird on my laptop screen. Come here and get it off, please!" and then Dad came over and saw it was her and he said, "That's you, you stupid Mare!" and she was freaking out saying; "That's not me - it's horrible!" and then he laughed and said; "Well, you said it love." How funny! I can't believe she didn't recognise herself. I think there are some people who shouldn't be allowed to use technology. Anyway I am going to finish this blog post, go and have a glass of wine and start counting down the minutes until I can chat with Lee.
Until then,

Callie signing off xxx

Friendless Friday

Yay! I am all alone in my bedroom in my own apartment. I am enjoying the sound of silence as I type. I was so glad to say goodbye to Ella this evening. I swear I'd lost hearing in my right ear (the side she liked to gab into for some reason) and it is only just starting to get back to normal (although I'm not totally sure because I'm enjoying the peace and quiet.)
We did have a good time at Edinburgh Zoo though. I love animals. Ella doesn't agree that they should be kept in captivity and although I think in theory, that it sounds cruel, when you see the zoo and how well the animals are cared for and how much room they have to run around I think it is a good thing. Some of the animals would be extinct if the zoo hadn't brought in breeding programs and so I am all for it. We had a row about it though. She is so opinionated. She spent most of the afternoon in the cafe while I had a peaceful walk around all by myself. My favourites are the monkeys - they are so funny! I think they love showing off in front of people and trying to make them laugh. When I'd finished looking at everything I wanted to see I met Ella and we had a cup of hot chocolate, which was gorgeous and then we went back to the hotel and got ready for our last night out. I was adamant that I wouldn't flirt with anyone because I don't do long distance romances and Edinburgh is miles away - it's a different country for a start. Well, what do they say about good intentions? I've only met the most perfect specimin of manhood that ever lived! He is so totally and utterly gorg (swoon swoon). I love his accent and his dark, piercing eyes and his spiky black hair and....ooohhh I just can't go on - I miss him so much. His name's Lee and he's an airline pilot (well he said he was but I suspect he was trying to impress me) and he is just perfect. I know I keep saying it but he is. While I was gazing into his eyes and swooning Ella spent time chatting to his mate, Mark. He was ok I guess but Ella obviously wasn't that impressed as I heard her moaning at him about animal cruelty in zoos and I saw his eyes slowly glazing over.  Anyway, I am so lovesick now! We've agreed to meet up again next month because he said he will be flying to Manchester airport and he will have a stay over. Whether that is true or not I don't know but I am going to be counting down the days until I see him again. This doesn't usually happen to me - but I guess you can't fight fate. Anyway I've had a long week and I'm back in work on Monday so I'm going to slip into a nice, hot bath with a glass of wine and then get off to bed.
I hope you all enjoy your weekend. I'll catch up with you on Monday.

Until then,

Callie signing off

 xxx

Wonderful Wednesday

Hi Guys

As I write this I am totally exhausted after spending all day traipsing around Edinburgh with someone who is about to become an ex-friend. "Can't we just go in here?"..."It'll only take a minute..." "Cheer up it might never happen..." are just some of Ella's favourite phrases and I have heard them all too many times in the past couple of days. Agghhh! We didn't speak for two hours today (which I was grateful for but she, not being one to keep quiet for long, was the first to apologize)
When I think about it, though, it was probably my fault. Here's how it happened.
After hearing, "Cheer up it might never happen" for the umpteenth time I yelled, "But it has happened! I'm stuck here all week with you and it's driving me crazy! I don't know why I agreed to spend a week with someone who totally does my head in!". I know it was uncalled for but the weather has suddenly turned freezing cold and because it was so sunny last weekend I was totally unprepared; I hate the cold. I don't like feeling like the mitchelin man (For those of you unfamiliar with this character I'm sure you'll find him on YouTube - he's a big fluffy, white thing used to advertise tyres) in layers of t-shirts, jumpers and padded coats. I need to feel free. Especially when I'm driving. I hate wearing coats to drive; the seat belt seems so much tighter than usual and it increases my road-rage levels.
You have probably guessed by now that I am quite irritable and I'm sure you would be too if you had to spend even five minutes with Ella. My other friend, Erin can also be annoying. I think I will stay away from people whose names begin with E for a while (no offence if yours does, lol).
Talking about the text term, lol. I only found out yesterday that Ella didn't know what it meant. She used to date a guy a while back called Lawrence and he shortened his name to Lol. Anyway, she got a text from her sister yesterday and she asked me why people kept going on about Lawrence. I didn't know what she meant until she explained it. I had to tell her that it was pronounced L.O.L as in laugh out loud, not Lol as in the name. How annoying is that, eh? Now you can see what I have to put up with. I've only got two more days with her, thank goodness. Tomorrow we are going to Edinburgh Zoo (my choice for once) and so I'm hoping I won't be as stressed. Tonight we are going to have a quiet night in at the hotel and I'm hoping to have an early night as my feet are killing me from all the walking and my ears from all her talking.
My mum called today too; Lila got the job! I don't know how she did it but maybe the people in the opticians couldn't see what we see (get it?)
I hope you guys are all ok and I will update you more on Friday.
Until then,

Callie signing off xxx

Michelin Man, lol :-)