It's around 11pm on Saturday night and I'm sitting in front of a computer writing a blog - how times change. What would I have been doing 5 years ago? I couldn't possibly comment in a family publication.
Actually, I'm older than I think (aren't we all?). 5 years ago I was only months from my 30th birthday so rather than boisterously bouncing between nightspots it's more likely I was simply sitting at home, listening to the latest obscure band I'd read about in the NME, drinking Jack Daniels and smoking my 14th cigarette of the evening.
Actually that doesn't sound too bad - especially the smoking bit. I'll never smoke again, but by God the craving never leaves you.......
I just noticed I'm chewing on a pen right now.
Not that I've wandered off on a tangent (I never do that) but perhaps I should revert to the initial point of this blog. Which was to advise that as of 6.45pm this evening Skype has been reinstalled onto my PC. Which in turn explains the grainy pictures generated from the webcam.
We are now available for Skype calls - so you can now see Luca whenever you wish. At least as long as I'm able to hold him in front of the screen.
Although the pictures are particularly grainy you may notice Luca's cheeks being a little redder than normal. It appears he's caught one of the many bugs going around just now. He's still got a little energy, but he's coughing frequently and his skin is much warmer than usual. He'll be fine, but I feel a little guilty as it's most likely he's caught it from his Dad. Extra guilt came around every time he stumbled toward me today with his arms outstretched while saying in a pathetic voice "Need a cuddle Daddy".
His Mum hasn't seen much of him today unfortunately. I took him out earlier to find a barber, but after witnessing successive hairdressers queued out the door we decided the weekend wasn't the best of times to get this done. (I don't remember barbers being quite this busy - does hair grow quicker in winter??). Instead we visited the library and shops (we read one of his new books at bedtime tonight) before bringing him home and watching him flake out into bed almost immediately.
Referring to the title of this blog, I am a little restless tonight. Carole's out at her works Christmas party and Luca's been in bed since 7.30pm which has left me housebound and without company. Even the dogs have been indifferent to me this evening - I decided to ruffle Isis' belly earlier, but this simply resulted in her getting up and walking away, of course farting as she left.
There's nothing lonelier than sitting alone in an empty kitchen on a Saturday night with only the remnants of a dog fart for company.
**Useless fact of the day - Contrary to popular misconception, the noise of a fart is not caused by the flapping of butt cheeks**
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