Zombie Weekend

Ok so, Zombie weekend. The weekend formerly known as Easter? Where a whole heap of the globe celebrates the 3days after a man was "allegedly" beaten to death on a cross, laid to rest in a tomb and then rose up and walked away. So people celebrate by buying chocolates and fluffy bunnies to defend themselves against the evil zombie scourge. No? Shit! I think my imagination may have gotten away from me.

I may be a little bitter about this whole Easter thing. Don't get me wrong, I truly respect peoples rights to worship whomever they want, whenever they want and if you get some chocolate out of it than woohoo! But this year is weird for me because I am spending Easter alone. My kid is with her Dad no doubt gorging herself on chocolatey goodness and being spoilt rotten by her Ninny (aka Grandmother) and Step-Mum. My parents are spending the weekend helping an awesome couple celebrate their nuptials, after being together since high school.One of my housemates is spending the weekend with his family and the other one is away working.
And the boyfriend is waaaaay across the other side of the globe. So this little duck is spending Easter without chocolate (OMG) in front of the TV and computer. Now before you start thinking to yourself "does this chick want my sympathy?" I actually don't. This weekend has been pretty cool. I have bummed around the house, drank by myself (alcoholic? hmmmm....) and watched Got To Dance. It's given me a taste of what my weekends could be like once I have a house to myself. And as much as I enjoy the company of others I do enjoy some alone time. Which is definitely a stride in the right direction for me.

For the longest time I couldn't stand to be alone. Just ask my mum! Now I am grateful for it. Gives me time to reflect and think. Like this morning, I had a message from a "friend" who wanted to know why they weren't invited to my birthday party next weekend. Usually I would be so scared of someone not liking me that I would bow to confrontation and just invite them. But I have decided that since I am turning 28, I am not going to bow out. This person never contacts me, pretends they think the world of me at parties and then throws attention seeking fits and wonders why I don't want them at my party? Yes ladies and gentleman I got defriended! By a guy who is obviously very hurt and insulted by my clearly selfish behaviour of wanting my birthday to be about.... well., me.

So Zombie weekend? Told you someone was eating brains.

xxx