Kitty Chat

Kitty is one happy Kitty. I feel appreciated, warm and blissful and it is really all because of one certain, incredible, man.

"Oh good, finally!!!" I hear you all sigh. Yes, agreed.

When do you know that a friendship has turned from just being mates, hanging around together since you enjoy each other's company and being strictly nothing more than just pals... how do you know when it turns into something else? Something special, something deeper and something much more long-lasting?

This has happened to me and one of my good friends I have known for months. We have suddenly realised that we are no longer just pals. No longer are we seeing each other because he needs to do laundry and I have a machine or well, I made too much Cioppino and would he like to try some? Or... it's a weekend and it's pretty and the girls would love to go to the beach... thank you....

We are spending so much time together lately because... well... maybe we are falling in love?

Is that possible?

Well, I for one, believe it is indeed possible, my dears....

I'll keep you posted...... 

I have hit Boots and Marks and Sparks, Clarks and Tescos. OK, all done. I am ready to go back home to France.

Farewell Great Britain... see you later, around about October, I am guessing.

OK, OK... so it's not Alberta, Canada or say, Carlisle or Lancaster or something equally as far northwest but here in Southport it's bloomin' GORGEOUS!

I feel happy, very relaxed and ready to start on the next phase of my life...

Stay tuned for details....

Car broke down on way to the ferry. SO we are going out on Saturday instead of today...

On the plus side, I am no longer at the house in Cheshire, this is good... and MUCH more relaxing for the stressed out Kitty... (see picture below for what I looked like last night...)

My soon-to-be-ex and I have called a truce, of sorts...

So, I ignore snide comments and he lets me take my cookbooks back with me. A fair trade-off, I suppose.

OK...

So... pounding 10 penny nails through the palm of my hand, having a root canal without anesthesia, being forced to watch ALL of the Eurovision Song Contests back to back, playing with home acupuncture of the eye, having hot candlewax dripped on my nipples or.... being here with my soon-to-be-ex....

OK, so the hot wax falls slightly behind being here... but not by much.

I want to go home to France...

I miss my friends and my life. I really, really do.

Sigh.

Well, in 7 hours I leave for the UK. Wish me luck... I have no idea what I will find when I get there.

I will post to Kittychat as soon as possible, in the meantime, good thoughts would not go amiss.

Thank you...