Well, of course I went out to see IT tonight...yes, the Sex & The City movie. Unable to convince my friend to come along (she wants to see it on Tues, so I will be going again), I went alone. What does that matter when there are all the friends I need on the screen? I am aware that I can't give any of the plot away...let's just say I cried, I laughed, I was angry, I was happy...it was all Fab-u-lous!

On the way out the next session was queing up to go in & would you believe me if I told you that the line stretched from the cinema door, down the thick carpet that lead to the front door. Never have I seen such a line-up for a movie! A group of young girls asked if they could go in and clean the cinema just to get in first! Crazy! Now, the hard-nosed side of me would love to see the figures ($!) for this movie. Might have made all those rumoured on-set dramas worth while.

It is also pleasing to report that I have been very good with writing my thesis...doing at least some writing every night. I feel very proud of myself. Although it is still going to be a long & lonely weekend putting the finishing touches to it.

I'm kind of feeling that I have a bit of balance in my life again. There is part of me that feels like everytime I say out loud that I am happy, something bad happens. Especially boyfriend wise. But I do feel happy again. Perhaps it is because I took to heart some advice from a wise friend across the ocean & started to care about ME a little more. After all is said and done, there is only me. Although, not wanting to sound selfish at all...I can redeem this by saying that when I am happy & well looked after, then it also seems that I am a much better mummy.

My daughter is showing signs of being a little maths genius. Which is very left of field 'cos I can barely add up 2 +2. She is 6 y.o and doing maths that 12 year olds do in class. She finds it quite easy, but we are trying not to make too big a deal of it, as she 'freaks out' and doens't want to try anymore if she feels there is too much pressure. So let me say here, that I am VERY proud of her! She wins all the good student awards, is a good reader, brilliant at art & such a kind, sweet girl. At times she is very 'head in the sky', maybe a dreamer...whereas my feet are always firmly on the ground...and that can cause a bit of friction between us. But I am becoming a bit more chilled about all that, she is such an empathetic soul. So loving towards people and animals. I think she is here to teach me something about life.

My boy is turning into a real 'boy' with every passing day. Although he loves nothing more than cuddling up with his mummy. Well...maybe chocolate & episodes of his new fave 'In the Night Garden'. TV only the makers of the Teletubbies could come up with. My daytime sentences consist of "Macca Pacca", "Iggle Piggle" "Naughty Noo Noo" and "Po's Scooter". He is a cheeky one & is really into 'bottom' humour at the moment. They both bring me so much joy.

Think it is time for me to head to bed...one last day of the school week & then it is 3 days of staying home! If my fingers haven't cramped up by now, they will have by Monday ;)