Currently…

You all know that feeling, don’t you? It’s sunday afternoon or early evening, you know that you have to go to work tomorrow and you know just as well that you don’t want to go. I get that feeling almost every weekend and it’s really bugging me. It ruins every sunday even though it shouldn’t. The funny thing for me is that I don’t even mind going to work. I mean, sure I’d rather sleep in every morning and then spend the day shopping and powerwalking, but that’s not going to happen unless I win the lottery… So it irritates me quite a bit to feel sorry for myself for having to do something I don’t even mind doing. The human mind is strange, obviously!

Being and adult I should be able to decide at what time I go to bed without anyone else interfering with my decision, right? Well, one might think so but will be totally wrong. My husband is - believe it or not - trying to forcibly drag me to bed. No, you pervs (!), not in that way. He is merely manifesting the fact that I have to be at work in eight or so hours in a slightly parental way: he’s yelling “go to bed, now”. It took me a while to realize that it was actually me he was trying to order about. I thought he was talking to the dog… So I’m staying up. I mean, I must - mustn’t I? Can’t let him get away with that, can I?

My oh so sweet daddy treated me to mexican dinner and a movie a couple of days ago. Infamous for being slightly behind, dad and I chose ‘Quantum of Solace’. And once again, just like I did with ‘Casino Royale’, I found myself drooling all over the place - Daniel Craig sure knows how to do whatever it is he does to make me want to be a bond girl. So there I am - in a slightly awkward position going all crazy over a man who is not my husband whilst watching a movie with my father - pondering what it takes to become one of those girls who gets to play around in the sack with mr Craig. Acting of course, but still. So here’s my to do-list to become the next Bond girl:
- Shed 40 punds - they all seem so skinny, don’t they?
- Drop all my acting skills - come on, let’s be honest here, how many academy award winnig actresses are also former Bond girls? Not so many…
- trim some ten or so years off of my age - I mean, 007 seems to have a thing for younger women, to say the least.

Well, that seems as easy as ABC, doesn’t it? All for some potential fake necking and fondling with a pale englishman in a geeky hairdo… Ah, maybe not then. Better stick to the hubby. But still, in the words of Eliza Dootlittle, wouldn’t it be loverly?