O what a night, O what a day.

Boy I'm buggered.

We had planned to have dinner and a few beers before The Lips but somehow NH lost one of tickets between his house and mine which is about 200 metres in distance, so we searched the streets and turned his bedroom up-side-down....which brings me to a highlight of the night. As i bent over to look behind NH's laundry basket there was this loud banging on the door and a scream of "oi! (bang bang) OI!! (bang bang) OI!!!!! (BANG BANG BANG)". It turns out NH's flat mate thought i was robbing them! I guess i did look a bit suspicious in my long leather jacket and peering through his stuff....with a beer in my hand. She wouldn't have been able to see my face because i was bending down so when i turned around and NH got up from under his bed she was MORTIFIED! It was hilarious! So anyway, we didn't find the ticket, we didn't eat dinner but we did squeeze in a travelin' beer here and there and we did manage to get a replacement ticket from the venue....phewww!

The Lips were amazing, something i already knew. Wayne (Lead singer/Songwriter) put himself into a massive clear balloon and rolled over the crowd as his entrance, pretty cool indeed and he seemed to be loving it. I could rant about how amazing they were but i won't. You know, there's always THAT couple who come from standing just behind you and then choose to move just in front of you... particularly if your the short-arse in the group...and yep, that was me last night. So they moved in front of me, they slobbered all over each other, they groped each other's arses and just when i thought it couldn't get any worse...he pulled out a ring and proposed! Needless to say, it got more disgusting because she said "yes". There's lots more i could say about them and the rest of the night but all i will say is, we moved positions, we loved Wayne and Co, we drank more beer and finally had a dirty (but sooo delicious) souvlaki at 1:30am.

I woke this morning to a hatchet imbedded in my eyeball, i drop a few pain killers, skull some water, head back to bed and turn on my phone. Minutes later Mum calls to tell me Littles is having a massive Tonic Clonic seizure and that the ambulance was on it's way. The seizure lasted around 20 minutes which is not by any means a good thing. Poor Nan, she looked horrified as she arrived in the ambulance with him on her lap and rightfully so because it's a horrible thing to have to watch and to be almost useless in aiding. We spent most of the day in the emergency department and after a bit of poking, prodding, a change in medication and a snooze, we came home. As soon as he got home he was stoked, he was rolling, squealing and Riverdancing all over me as per usual and was as happy as can be. He managed to nod off while i watched 'The United States of Tara'-Awesome Toni Collette playing a Mum with multiple personalities and Chris from Northern Exposure plays the husband!- Wednesday 9:30pm ABC!!!....anyway, he unfortunately got woken up by another seizure....and repeat. Today was another reminder that his mood doesn't always resemble what's about to happen. He is now lying on the floor sleeping off the emergency meds, poor little fella. It feels like it's 3 in the morning but noooo, it's only very early...we'll be right, we always are.

Oh and a MASSIVE HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO EG, i hope you keep on having lovely celebrations. XX Love you.