Fifteen

Well, here it is, Sunday night, another weekend over and another week starting.

I have nothing much to actually 'comment' on tonight, so instead I will write what I have been up to this weekend, and boy it was a good one.

Friday night saw me having drinks and dinner with three of the girls from my old branch at work. God it was nice to sit down with them, enjoy a few bevvies (too many for me actually, more about that later) and have a good ol chinwag. The venue for this occassion was, of course, a fancy restaurant by the name of the 'Union Hotel' in downtown Ascot Vale. This also happens to be just across the road from Glenn's house, and the pub that he does the occassional casual shift in (in the public bar that I am not 'allowed' to go to because it's (a) HIS bar and (b) apparently too rough for me - WTF? Nevermind, I have learned to live with this 'restriction' on our relationship, basically because I don't really want to go to the public bar in the first place, and secondly because I am now 'allowed' to pop in to say 'hello/goodbye' whenever I am dining in the bistro with friends. But I digress.....). Glenn popped up to the bistro from his spot in the public bar to say hi, but didn't stay long, which was kind of just as well because it really was a girl's night and we didn't want any boy germs.

Several Savvy B's later and the room was rocking (at least from my perspective), and by the time we left (a very respectable ten pm or thereabouts), I was so pissed that I staggered home to Glenn's, opened the front door, kicked off the shoes and fell onto the bed in my clothes, where I slept for about an hour before I got up to have my routine night time shower (which is one of those things I CANNOT do without, no matter what time, I have to have a shower before I hop into bed).

Glenn got home just after 1am Saturday morning (the life of a barman, always last to leave, and only once the fridge is re-stocked and the beer lines are clear), we had a quick chat, I burst into tears at some of the things that are going on at home for me at the moment, and then we fell asleep at around 3.

Yesterday I paid the price for my alcohol enthusiasm/late night. It was preliminary finals day for the B-Grade section of the VAFA, and Glenn's beloved St Bernards had made the cut. This match was literally a be all and end all situation, with the winner being promoted to A-Grade (a somewhat 'holy grail' so I've come to learn, second only to actually winning the A-Grade flag) and the loser to have all of next year to ponder their 'could have been a contender' memories.

So, off we ventured to Elsternwick Park, leaving home a LOT later than we had intended, and only arriving in time to see the final quarter of the Reserves (in which St Bernards were also playing), and in fact to see Bernards LOSE the Reserves prelim. It was VERY cold, and wet at times, and this loss didn't augre well. Shit weather and a loss in the Reserves can make one very nervous when there is so much at stake in the main game for the day.

Thankfully....we won, so I had a very happy man sitting beside me for the drive home. I, meanwhile, was so exhausted by the end of the match due in no small part to the night before, that I quietly crept off to the car for a Nanna nap while Glenn did the post game socialising for a little bit, before we headed back to the clubrooms at St Bernards itself for the REAL celebrations. These were, in comparison to what they may be next week if we win the flag, quiet and tame - I only stuck around for one drink then went home to have some much needed quiet time with myself, a cup of tea and some telly. I picked Glenn up later that night (much later in fact, I was in bed when he called!) and once again we got maybe four hours of complete sleep.

Today I worked....but only because last week was so shitful that I didn't manage to get some things done that really needed to be done for sites around the company. It was my intention spend another girly day with the lovely Lisa, but I just couldn't do it. I made the right decision, I did get a lot done at work today and feel like I am almost back on track again. I collected Glenn from the Coburg footy ground where he had been watching the Under 19's, and I arrived to see the last five minutes of the last quarter, and our boys reach the pinnacle - a grand final flag.

They were SOOO excited, it was great to see the young fellas jumping on each other, hugging each other, just so relieved that a well fought season had come to fruition with a trophy for the clubrooms and a medal hanging around the neck of each member of the team. And once again I drove home with a very excited Glenn sitting next to me. As a St Bernards committee member for God Knows how many years, and one of these blokes with such a passion for his footy club, he is just so happy that this weekend has seen some major wins for his team.

Me? Well, I'm nowhere near as 'into' the club as he is, but over the last five years it has earned it's special place in my heart as something very important to my special bloke, and as such I have learned to really like it. I had never been involved in club sport until I met Glenn, and I really like the feel to it. I have always felt welcome at St Bernards, even though I am essentially there as a 'hanger on'. And I love the opportunity to get out there and yell and scream in support of the team. It's a good feeling really. (Will loves it too when he comes with us, and we are really looking forward to next week where we can scream and yell as much as we like in support of St Bernard's at the Grand Final).

Anyway, William is in bed and I am waiting for the girl across the road to come and sit here while I go and get Glenn from the radio station where he has his Sunday night footy program, to take him back to the footy club for the post Under 19 Grand Final Win Celebrations. I will only, however, be dropping him off -we both have to get up and go to work tomorrow, and I am going to make sure that ONE of us does it without a headache!!!

Talk tomorrow

Janeane
xx