Bonne année à tous! Happy New Year!
Okay, okay, I know it's dead late and I know there must be a time limit on how long after the New Year you can keep wishing people 'happy new year' and the like (February? March? April?!) but it's better late than never, n'est ce pas? Anyway I do hope you all had a fantastic time yourselves, that Christmas wasn't the horrible anti-climax that it usually sets itself up to be, and that you made it to midnight at Hogmanay (that's Scottish for New Years E ve, fact fans) before you passed out in the bog. Also, I do hope that none of you made any New Years Resolutions; you're only asking for trouble if you have, they always end in tears.
The Christmas holidays in Princesse Ecossaise HQ this year were...busy. Busy with lots of people coming and going, to-ing and fro-ing. Busy with lots of things to do, people to see (or, for some, things to see, people to do). Busy as a busy man in a busy place. But busy is good. Busy is my new buzz-word for 2008. You see, last year was THE WORST YEAR OF MY LIFE EVER. There was rarely any 'busy' in my life. For the main part, I sat in the house staring at a book, the telly or the computer, waiting for...waiting for what, I don't think I even knew. Waiting for my health to improve, waiting for my life to begin, waiting for my next hospital appoint ment. After university finished I had nothing left in my life that would keep me busy from day to day. And it got me down.
Now, if I were making New Years Resolutions - which I'm not, but if I were - I would make myself keep busy. No more hiding away indoors. No more watching 8 hours of TV a day. No more! In fact, I am going to be going to Glasgow Uni for Creative Writing classes (I am very excited about that), and, while I'm still stuck in Glasvegas, I think I should join the Alliance Francaise to keep up my French before it falls by the wayside (what is a wayside anyway?). And as much as it pains me to utter this, one must lose weight and exercise this year. No excuses. Because I really and truly have never been so...wibbly in my puff! It's time, my friends. Time I got busy.
In other news, my darling FP was over chez nous for a whole nine days! It was wonderful. He presented me with a beautiful ipod nano (remember I mentioned I was the only person left who didn't own an ipod?) with the words - and I'm going to embarrass him here - 'what are you doing for the rest of your life?' engraved on the back. It touched me, in fact it almost brought me to tears. But before anyone gets excited I feel I should just mention that it wasn't any kind of proposal, nevertheless it was adorable.
Two days before he left Scotland, FP gave me another present. A mass ive, snotty flu-type virus. Isn't he so kind and sharing? I suppose he didn't want to leave me all high and dry, wanted to leave me with something to remember him by. What an absolute prince!
Here's to a very Happy New Year!
Thursday, January 10, 2008