Knees still knocking

Last night I went to see Sex and the City 2, not the best film I've ever seen but really enjoyed it, not so much the girl behind us who thought it was the funniest thing she had ever seen but I did enjoy it.  If only to see the girls strut their stuff across the desert in high heelers.  Reminded me of years ago when me and D did the Saharan dawn camel ride thing whilst in Tunisia.  My camel was only a baby so my toes were dragging in the sand.  Darren fell off his.  hehehhe, he thought it was going to get up back legs first.  It didn't.                                                

So, was coming home from the cinema, thinking how brave I was parking at the back of the place whilst everyone else seemed to be IN the carpark and enjoying that post movie buzz you get after you have a laugh only to get into the car and start to drive off only to nearly shit myself when in the rear view mirror up popped a head!  Nearly drove car into fecking barrier only to realise that there was no one in hte car with me but it was simply Arthur's birthday balloons.  Had completely forgotten I'd bought them and when suddenly this thing appeared behind me in the rear view mirror?  Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh.   Was still laughing hysterically an hour and a bit later.  Shame two sick boys ruined my buzz by staying awake all night and moaning.  

Aaaah, sick boys, nothing like them.  Arthur has decided to cancel his birthday as he is just not up to it.  Funny thing is, neither am I.  Sooooo tired.  Wasn't this tired 5 years ago.