my standard weekend consists of hanging out and eating with different people.
last Sunday it was Kepos Street Kitchen with the girls.
i see some of the girls almost every weekend, but this was the first time in a month that we all got together.
while waiting the girls made space for me so i can press myself against the wall, in the shade, so i don't burn so quickly.
the comfort of knowing somebody well.
i ordered a southern fried chicken sandwich despite the big ulcer in my mouth which stubbornly refuses to heal despite my consumption of Berocca/mung bean soup/honey.
i know Kepos has a line outside but i think it's a bit overrated.
people why are you lining up?
but who cares about the food when we have presents?!
Kitty and Soph bought presents - Kitty bought me a tiny book 1001 Ways to Friendship (haha, none of us understood where that came from) and Soph got me a pencil set.
Nope, you don't get it.
It is the most beautiful pencil set I have ever laid eyes on.
Who knew Kate Spade did pencils?
I got home and Googled the David Jones website because the only way I can bring myself to use these pencils is if I can restock them. (I couldn't find them on DJ, though.)
I'll also need a slim pencil sharpener.
And actual words in my mind to write down.
If this were a movie I would write a lovely poem about girlie friendships.
Or draw pretty pictures.
Instead I am admiring the pencil set, now sitting on my little Ikea LACK table.
(I am actually so broke I cannot afford a proper desk and chair - I just sit on the floor and it's starting to hurt my back.)
I used to be able to do it but no longer! Ageing is no joke.
The girls are as freaked out as I am about ageing, but together it feels less scary and more funny.
(Also because I'm a year younger than them and I think it's rude to whinge about your age when you're the youngest.)
K is going to Japan and I asked her to get me a toilet-flushing noise machine.
Apparently Japanese girls have this gadget which makes toilet-flushing sounds so they can pee/poop in peace in public toilets.
I have an irrational fear of letting people hear me poop.
We went shopping after lunch but I didn't buy anything. Seriously, apart from my Jo Malone Red Roses diffuser and Tom Ford Liquid Eyeliner, I really haven't bought anything indulgent for a few months.
And although the diffuser and eyeliner are not cheap, I love them both to bits - plus they don't take up much of my precious space.
Christmas is in the air!