So, here I am again on this fairly good Friday morning after a good night’s sleep for a change. I must have a very clear conscience to have slept so well. Is it possible that all this time I didn’t? Nah, who am I fooling! I am as innocent as a newborn lamb, ahum!
Last night I went to the film house with Eduard decked out in my newest clothes, looking rather smashing, if I do say so myself. I sat at my usual corner of the bar, where I can observe all the action and all the people and had cappuchino’s and Coca Cola lights with a twist of lemon. It is a pleasant way to spend the evening and eavesdrop on the conversations around me if the music isn’t playing too loud.
I check out everybody who walks in or who stops by the bar to get a drink and see them as potential partners, well, at least the men I do, and I imagine what it would be like to wake up beside them in bed, and then you realize that there are very few you would like to with. I check out the women to see how attractive they are and what they wear and how they’ve fixed their hair and their make up. I always like the most unusual women, the kind that really stand out from the crowd and not because they are the most attractive.
I like unusually decorated women with beads and earrings and bracelets and interesting rings. No diamonds or gold! I don’t like men with short stubby fingers or hair in their ears or coming out of their noses. I don’t mind baldness one bid. And I like women who have slightly messy hair, as if they just woke up with it. I don’t like short men and I do like tall women. I would hate to have to look down on a little dude and I would love to look up to a taller woman. I am 5 foot 7 inches myself, at 171 cm, I’m the short one in the family. They used to call me little Irene. Oh yes, I do like it when women wear super red lipstick and it stays on really well and I am always amazed by that.
Every head bartender chooses his music and last night we had Jazz all night long and that was so nice and mellow. Some of it was real slow and sexy, with the saxophone or with Sarah Vaughn, whom I learned to love very early on in my life, because my father was a fan of hers.
You don’t need booze to have a nice night out, I am the living proof of that and Coca Cola lights with a twist of lemon make you feel just as nice. Oh, and there was one man who sat at the bar and kept checking me out, which was flattering, of course, but he was with a woman who was obviously his wife and then I thought he was a pathetic creep for doing that. His wife was a nice enough looking woman too, so really…
There was a big movie poster hanging on one of the walls with a woman’s face on it and the title of the film: “Il y a longtemps que je t’aime.” I fell in love with that poster and just had to have it and I asked Eduard what I had to do in order to get one and he said, all I had to do was ask, so he went off and in about 5 minutes he came back with a rolled up copy of one. He is going to buy a big frame for it today and then we are going to hang it up in the bedroom where I can look at it every night when I lay in bed. It is so super romantic and it is just what I always want to say to Eduard. No, romance doesn’t die after 50.
I feel good now, like I knew I would. That’s the title of a song, people! At least I think it is. I am probably a bit hypo manic, but for heaven’s sake, isn’t that ever so much better than being down and morose and out of sorts. I’ll go now and take all my medications and that should straighten me out in no time at all.
Have a Fumbly Fairly Good Friday and do not wear any Frumpy Clothes. The Frumpy Clothes Police is out full force on Fridays.
Ciao…
P.S. Image courtesy of Lisa Sarsfield and John Mora.
Yes, it is a song, and James Brown & The Flames did it! I met them once, in Hollywood, when I was a groupie.
So glad you’re in better spirits today and had a good night last night. It really is a rollercoaster, isn’t it! Hang on!
Hope the rest of your Friday goes well.
With love to you.
p.s. I always feel smug when I’m your first comment!
Love the poster, Irene, plse take a pic and post it here.
Glad you are in better space.
Hang in there.
Your power will amaze you.
XO
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Irene …. Your blog is like it used to be. Enjoyed your art work.
Glad you are in better sorts & having a better time. X
THe poster sounds great, I assume we’ll be treated to a photo of it once it’s framed?
Have a lovely Friday! I won’t be wearing any frumpy clothes today, going out for dinner with 2 friends tonight.
irene, what I like most about you is your propensity to come straight out with what the rest of us only think. But I wish somebody had told me that this was Good Friday! You described it thus twice. 😉
every good day is a good day. i’m glad you had a pleasant night at the coffee house.
i bet you can more than hold your own with the messy-haired, red-lipsticked women, Irene.
Yay – you are sounding grounded and coherent again, hope you are stabilising.
Glad you had a good time and great to see the humour creeping back in.
Oh No, I’m still in my dressing gown at midday, I’m sure that’s frumpy with a large F and probably R U M P and a Y – I do have the messy hair but no lipstick – the only lipstick I own is ancient and does smell as if it may be made from whale blubber as they say it is – must make more effort.
Keep well and hope Friday is Fantastic.
Great to see your art work more like you – the patterns are beautiful You are very talented and creative.
Sounds like you had a pleasant evening and I wish you a pleasant GOOD Friday!
I’m off to change now since the Frump Police are out! lol
OK I am game and just wearing my bright red Speedo to work today. Also shaved my ear hairs.
Lovely image you made. Upbeat and vibrant.
Hope your day goes well. Regards.
Good day… I’m fairly, fumbling and marginally grumbling while I ready myself for this day.
Bright red lipstick is part of my dragon slaying repetoire. It dazzles the dragons, disorients them so I can make my charge.:)
Sounds as though you are on your upswing and holding steady. Glad you got out and enjoyed the evening.
I certainly hope this Fumbly Good day rolls into a splendifirous weekend.
Thinking of you often, sending positive streams of consciousness your way.
xox Andrea
I was just thinking to myself that I’m in kind of a happy, bouncy place today and have no idea why. And then I read this and thought –
Why does it matter why? Lets just enjoy the moment.
(I love red lipstick, too).
You are sounding better every day and may it continue that way. The film house sounds very interesting and I’m glad that you had a good time.
There is a short award ceremony at my place, but you already have the awards, so it’s just virtual cappuccino and a biscuit, for you. Sorry the cappuccino won’t be up to your usual standards!
You definitely sound more perky today. If only we could bottle up these feelings and bring them out when we need them most.
Take care, CJ xx
That lipstick is the 12 hour kind. I wear that stuff all the time and it does stay on for 12 hours…put on a bit of shine over top every once in a while and it is stunning!! Never wear the other stuff anymore – why bother??
And – we always look better with a little bit of color on our lips..
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Nice to see dutch bon bon bloggingly commenting.
Treat yourself well. My best.
God, this speedo chaffes.