We had a huge weekend. Three days of fun - a talent quest on the Friday night, fancy dress on the Saturday, beach games, lucky prizes.
I won the talent quest. I sang a song I wrote when I was twenty, about the loss of innocence and wanting to be a child again. Before I sang, I said: "Here is a song I wrote when I was twenty, yet thought my life was over. I was about to embark on a kickarse alcoholic drinking career. But I'm fine now. Which is why I'm standing up here before you singing about how bad it was."
Nobody laughed. I was poking fun of myself but nobody laughed. I was mortified ... until I looked at my sisters who were pulling "the face" that only we know, and man I laughed. Thank heavens for inappropriate sisters.
Dave accompanied me on the drums, we had a quick five minute rehearsal beforehand, then totally fucking fluked it onstage. It was awesome. I was Susan Boyle.
How strange to look at that photo, it's not how I felt at all. Photos lie - I felt old, haggard, flabby arms, my boobs felt strange in that top. I don't think we ever look half as bad as we feel.
The next night was 50's dress-up. Dave and Tim went as 50's Batman and Robin -
Max was the coolest T-Bird in all the land -
And Rocco cracked open his tuxedo to celebrate. (Thank you Auntie Gemini Girl) -
Here Dave is keeping his eye out for villains. I kept telling everyone that he has the BEST jaw for a superhero -
I'd forgotten how important it is for adults to have fun, and play. After Tim watched me in the breakdance competition (in the above outfit. My blue undies are burnt into many retinas, whoopsies) .... Tim thoughtfully commented that most people need alcohol to be stupid.
He says, "Eden, you are just stupid!"
Best compliment ever.