I can't believe its been so long since I've written something in this thing.  Never been a Diary sort of girl unless its a visual diary and then I fill it with crap.  
It was my birthday a couple of days ago, and at 51 people don't give you prezzies anymore.  Not even your husband.  That sux.  My sister came out to dinner with me and walked in with a vodafone bag in her hand and I thought, yeyyyyyy, a new phone and she put it on the table and said it wasn't for me.  So I told her to get it off the freekin table.
The cheek of her.
Today I watched Persuasion, Sense and Sensibility, Pride and Prejudice and the English Patient.
Well bits of the English Patient, I can't actually watch past the bit where he puts her in the cave, freaks me out.  And the bit where he looks down and see's the thimble wrings my heart out like a wet cloth.
I remember going to see the movie with my brother's and blubbering through half of it...we came out...I was a mess...my brother James said...'nice scenery...'
I was like...'were we watching the same freekin movie?'