Cherry Goes Global


Monday, July 09, 2007

What's been going down......


.....well, for a start The Cherry hasn't been going down. Not at all. WAH! WAH! I've been voicing this matter with my friends over the past few weeks and told them 'It's been so long since I've seen a cock I've forgotten what one looks like. I'm going to have to google it to jog my memory'. So funny, because it's so true. Ritchie then announced this to Freshboy's new bf, bf's sister and bf's sister's friend when they arrived for brunch at the same cafe as us a few weekends ago. 'An incebreaker' he told me, because it was the first time we'd met them. Whatevs. They thought it was highly amusing. Well, I challenge them to walk a day in my celibate-but-not-by-choice shoes! Then we'll see who's laughing! Ha!

To be honest, I really should make some kind of an effort. I mean there were approximately 5000 sailors from the USS Kitty Hawk in Sydney this weekend....I had planned to meet The Wench last night and do my bit (ie get a bit) for international relations. The weather was crappy and I had a nightmare the other night that my hair went curly and frizzy. I took it to be some kind of freaky premonition and steered well clear of all public appearances where there was the possibility of frizzed up rain hair. I guess I'll just have to keep reliving the memories of the last time the USS Kitty Hawk was in town......*sigh*....oh the fabulous memories!

So apart from a girth-less existence I have been in hiding pretty much. Just saving and hibernating. Actually, I say girth-less, but there has been a bit of light entertainment which I neglected to tell you about! How could I forget?!?!?! There's is a boy that I've been flirting with over the past couple of months. We've had a bit of a kiss here and there, but alas! 'Tis hopeless! Let's just entitle it 'Cherry's Life of Impossible Romances: Chapter 5019 (or thereabouts)'. I can hear all of you well wishers out there going all 'The Secret' on me (like I do to other people) and saying 'Ask the universe for for it Cherry!' and 'Nothing is impossible, Cher!'. I, myself, like to look on the bright side of life but this really is impossible, for he is a jailbird, hence his name 'Jailbird' or 'JB' for short. Yeah, that's right. He's currently incarcerated. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! And no, I didn't join some freaked out 'Befriend An Inmate' club or anything he's just out on work release and I have to go to his work for my work. In the afternoon he goes back to The Big House and then on the weekend he's on house detention. No visitors unless they're authorised. How boring! And after the first time that we had a bit of a kiss he started spinning out a bit and called me and then did the whole 'You're going to hate me for what I'm about to say'thing and I said 'What? Girlfriend?' and he said 'Yeah' and I said 'So what?' Sorry Jailbird, you must mistake me for someone with morals! And I don't recall asking for your hand in marriage! hahahaha! Anyway, so yeah there's the jail thing and one would assume correctly that this is a bit of a problem. He actually gets out of The Slammer a mere 6 days after I leave Australia. If you've ever heard of a worse case of bad timing than that, please enlighten moi! Yet another case of 'Girth Gets Away'.....

Oh well, plenty more girth in the sea, as they say, and hopefully there'll be plenty more girth in the Meditteranean and Adriatic Seas when Team Slut rocks in to town.....


So as I was saying before I embarked on the Jailbird story, I've not been hitting the town or anything like that. A couple of weekends ago we went away for the weekend to a place called Bendalong on the south coast. My Gay Husband's aunt has a holiday house there pleasantly situated on Cherry Street (I'm not lying) just by the beach. Delightful! We all took fun bags down to keep us entertained for the weekend. We played board games, card games, cooked, ate, drank, smoked a million cigarettes, watched Catherine Tate DVD's, laughed....oh! how we laughed! and played Charades which was tops! We loved Charades so much we played it again the next day when we were sober! hahahaha. Whilst the boys slept in the following morning I took off down to the beach and had a quick dip. The water was actually warm, despite sub zero temperatures on land. On the Saturday afternoon we walked down to the beach and Azer and I had a skim off. Once we started skimming those rocks we just could not stop. My arm hurt the next day, but it was worth it. The Cherry was definitely born to skim! Oh I almost forgot. We also saw kangaroos. Shitloads of them! (Yes, a 'shitload' is the scientific term used for a group of kangaroos) Mo even fed one of them by hand and one had a joey in it's pouch! Cool! Mo was also feeding the resident kookaburra, now known as Ed' at the house during the weekend as well.

An action of the Cluedo game

There's another weekend away on the cards in a couple of weekends. A 'Girl's Weekend'. And by 'Girl's Weekend' I do not mean 8 gay homosexuals and The Cherry a la Bendalong, I mean ACTUAL girls! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Everyone that I tell about said Girl's Weekend Away actually laughs out loud when I tell them because it's really not very Cherry. Not very Cherry at all. But I thought it might be a bit of fun, something different so I threw caution to the wind and said I'd go. Plus the gals are pretty cool. I play netball with them and one of them is my aunt. She's the 2nd youngest in Mum's side of the family, where they're NINE children!!! My mum's the oldest and Lynne (my aunt) is 38. Anyway, should be a fun weekend with lots of drunk girl cackling going on, I dare say.... I'll take pics to post on the blog. I'm planning on steering clear of the camera that weekend....

Must dash. Still many a preparation to made for the Team Slut adventure......

Air kisses for all!
Cherry xxx

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