C'mon join the party!

This is a very quick blog to sing the praises of Twitter and is especailly for @diaryofaledger and his giant friend (care to share his numbner with me ;-)?). Twitter for me is a great way to interact with people from all over the world. Over a year on I have 'met' people whom I consider to be friends. I really don't follow many celebs or even people whom I know in the real world. There are a few people that I am friends with on there and we now keep in touch more regularly as a result, but really when Gray was doing his twitterthon i stumbled into a great bunch of people who all interacted with each other with alarming regularity. Slowly I got accepted into the gang and gained more followers and began to interact with more and more people. I live alone so twitter is a great way to slag off or praise TV you are always garanteed that someone else will be watching the same thing. Also its a great place to seek advice on IT or when you new cat won't come down from the top of the cupboards! I really love being on twitter and knowing that there is always someone you can swap some casual banter with and have serious discussions about anything! It never ceases to amaze me either that people are touching and thoughtful and will send you an @reply that really cheers you up and tells you that there are good people in the world!

So come on what have you got to lose? Try it, give it some time, and when you get into it you too will be sucked in my friend!

Feline friend

So it looks like I’m getting a cat. I seemed to have acquired this poor feline via my friend who has two Persian cats herself. Her friend, the cat owner, has a small child under 3 and is about to deliver twins in the next few weeks, living in a small flat in a busy city centre. I thought it was the least I could do, I mean I’m hardly going to offer to look after any of the children am I?

I have always thought about getting a cat. I like them, they appeal to me, their independence, aloofness and ability to sleep 24/7. The right time never really came about. However this seems right, it has already been trained doesn’t wreck the furniture, doesn’t even go up on the furniture! Toilets outside although has a tray ‘just in case’ but rarely uses it. Happy to be out roaming all day or left on his perch sleeping all day. Sounds like the ideal house mate to me. It’ll be nice to come home from a long day at work and find someone waiting for me and genuinely pleased to see me (even if it is just ‘cause it knows it’ll get fed).

So I enter a period of great unrest…..

My sister and brother-in-law are currently expecting their first baby, as I type it is 3 days past its due date. This make me feel obviously very excited but more than that, rather selfishly I cannot help but think that it is the end of an era. My sister and I are very close. We live relatively near one another and spend a good deal of time together. It’s what we do when we spend time together that is probably now changed for good. Weekends would see us eating a late breakfast together in the greasy spoon, along the road from my flat. Spending hours over coffee and cake catching up on all our news. Meeting for lunch in the city and time disappearing along with the wine….

Now my sister’s priorities have changed forever. My mum and Dad are thrilled at the prospect of becoming Grandparents and have thrown themselves into buying clothes and blankets with great gusto. I spent the other Sunday at my parents for lunch; my sister and her husband were there too. Chat was almost exclusively about the baby and plans for the summer and greater future. I sat there thinking ‘what about me?’ I know, I’m 30 and I need to get a grip but still I couldn’t help it. I don’t know what my future is. I have no plans for my summer. I’m not sure I’ll even have a job come July.

I’m sure when the baby comes I’ll be swept up in all the love along with the rest of my family and I’ll be a great pank (professional auntie no kids!) who I’m sure will spend needless amounts on money on clothes, toys and ludicrous khiels baby toiletries. It is the sense that the family is moving on and I am not, that has me feeling so uneasy. My sister’s happiness, excitement and dread at this new chapter in her life highlights that I have no such feelings or events in mine. Please don’t misunderstand I am not looking to become a mother, not just now and maybe not ever, but as my family plan together and get excited together, it signifies that I am alone and when I leave them all after a nice dinner I go home to my flat alone. I worry about my career and renewal of my contract, my bills and mortgage payments, my summer and holidays, my friends and their kids, my plans for the future and I do it alone.