The Contingency Plan

Today rocked. I fulfilled my extroverted need to socialise and after chatting with Mum and Marisa, went to lunch with Jamie. Leaving the house was liberating after being cooped up for two days. We've had unbelievably heavy rain. I know it's just water, but still...

Lunch with Jamie was exciting. I think she's a perfect edition to the book club and we ironically met in a cafe called The Book Kitchen (we didn't realise until we looked at the menus). We both had the blue swimmer crab cakes (yum!) and spoke of her recent trip to Cuba, her events management company and the eccentric fifty year old artist who uses her as his muse. It was refreshing.

I later came home to a spotless house and took a two hour nap with Hugo. He slept so our faces touched.

We woke up late and the roads were luckily still so we reached Drew's house in no time. I haven't seen her in a couple weeks so we chatted while the boys played video games. It's an ideal arrangement and the dinner was also delicious - homemade Thai green curry and rice followed by freshly baked brownies and sugar strawberries.

More boys crashed over shortly afterwards and we all played some Soul Calibre (Xbox version) before Hugo became too restless for sleep.

So here we are and the house is still. Lucas is snuggled up at the other end of our three-seater looking cute while reading his book. The television is softly playing in the background and we occassionally watch. I desperately want to attack him with affection but can tell his appreciating his space.

I've been dreaming about boys I liked between the ages of 11 and 14 lately. The emotions were intensely new but I always preferred day dreaming from a distance. I wonder why they're resurfacing in my dreams.



The GlassHouse is on and that's one man I've always fancied, Wil Anderson. Cute funny boys get me all the time.