I had a great night out last night with my two friends. As you know from my previous post we did start drinking earlier in the day, so I dont remember too much about it. I remember Mr Kitten coming to pick me up, I remember singing and playing the tambourine (we keep one in the glove compartment of the car, dont ask its a long story that I will tell you about one day). The last thing I remember is being on the settee laughing loudly and the room spinning. And that is where I woke up this morning with a banging headache when Mr K got up for work. Before he left he ran me a bubble bath and even lit a candle. He is very sweet considering I sang my entire back catalogue of top ten hits in his lughole before he went to bed.....
Oh dear, when I looked in the bathroom mirror it wasnt a nice sight. I had gone to sleep with all my make-up on. I looked the spitting double of Alice Cooper! I wish I had realised before I answered the door to the postman delivering a parcel.....The shame!!! I must have scared the life out of him!.....
I felt much better after my bath and managed a little food a few hours later. My tray looked like a toddlers activity centre. Marmite fingers, Juice and Jammy Dodgers. I took it upto bed and had a lovely afternoon watching one of my favourite Carry On films. I love them, I like the naughty seaside postcard humour. Just aswell as I seem to remember me doing an impression of a female Sid James last night with the same dirty cackling laugh too.....
I must tell you, there was a hideous woman out last night. She was being loud and obnoxious and couldnt hold her drink.....
There is always one isnt there? She was laughing at a woman who did look hilarious. She was about 55 years old, and dressed in a weird cowgirl style outfit. God she looked an absolute clip! Her skirt was far too short for her age. It wasnt so much 'Annie Get Your Gun' It was more like 'Love, you are showing us your bum'.....
And the legs.....They were really skinny and when she walked they were kind of apart as if she had sat on something that was causing her pain. They looked similar to those on a Queen Anne table! The tights she wore were those horrible dark orange American Tan ones everyone wore in the 1970's. If she had of been 'Wanted' it would have been for crimes against fashion!!! Thankfully she was totally oblivious to the hateful comments this person was coming out with and was unaware she was being laughed at, but there is no need to take the mickey out of someone. Its just not nice.....
I rang one of my friends tonight to see how she was feeling. We had a laugh over the ageing Doris Day and I asked her if she remembered the awful girl who had been laughing at her. This is how the conversation went.....
Me..... Do you remember that awful girl?
Friend..... Yes I do
Me..... Wasnt she hideous
Friend..... Yes she was
Me..... It was ME wasn't it
Friend..... Yes Miss Kitty, it was you..... Hang my head in shame! And promise I will never ever drink again!.....
Before I go, this afternoon I had a little trip around blogland and I found a lovely post on Lea’s Blog. She has made an award for us to give out to our friends. Why can't I be as nice as Lea? She has also got my blog featured in her sidebar as blog of the month, that is so nice, Thank You X. After last night I am going to try to be more like Lea so I would like to give her award to everyone who comes to visit whether you leave a comment or not. I appreciate you all taking time to visit me, even though I'm sooo horrible!.....
Please do take a look at Leas lovely blog as she is also creating blog banners for a fraction of the price they are really worth.....I could do with a facelift, just a pity it cant be done via html.....
