Saturday Night Fever

Every now and again something good happens that makes you realise something about yourself. Saturday night was such a time for me. For the first time since moving in our street held a street party. It was fantastic. It was only the 2nd street party I've ever been to, but it was the first one where I was actually a resident. (The previous occasion I was a house guest over the Christmas period....)

It was really lovely meeting a lot more of my neighbours and catching up with those I already know. I'm the kind of person who thrives on this kind of interaction. I love meeting people. I love socialising with folks who share something in common. G and I also got to experience a bit of limelight because of our gorgeous kids (who were SO well behaved!!! I was SUCH a proud Mommy!!!) who stole everyone's hearts.

By the time I eventually got home I was on cloud 9. It had been like breathing fresh air after being locked up underground for years. While I love my kids, having kids often means I can't socialise the way I would like. Either they are interrupting, or they need to go home to bed, or we need to go home to feed them.

All round it was a fantastic evening, and I am SO looking forward to the next one.