Home alone .... not quite

Rob has been away for a couple of days and I've been home alone with Kacee :) And fortunately being a part of my little community here means that there is always somebody around for company and support.

So Friday night it was up to the defence base for a Friday the 13th party. The base has an open day or night about once a month and they try to theme it - and this time the theme fell right into their laps. It was a great night - lots of atmosphere and some very creative costumes. There was a decent number of witches, vampires, a harry potter, lots of blood and scars, a good looking cat, quite a few fallen angels and a ghostbuster thrown in as well :)

I went as a fallen angel - what that means is that I didn't have a costume, am not in the least bit creative or clever, so made do with what I had. I wore black fishnet tights ($20 on T.I. ladies) a leopard print nightie (but it's Intimo and it can be worn as outerwear as well as underwear - well that's what the consultant told me), a long black vesty thing to cover up the fact that I was wearing a nightie and yellow court shoes. I thought I looked pretty macarbe.

But maybe not quite enough - when chatting with one of the ghosts, he looked at my outfit and said, not unkindly "so .... you didn't dress up then?" I couldn't help but laugh and I assured him that, yes, I had certainly dressed up. Apparently there was a compliment in there ...... somewhere :)

Last night saw me enjoying a girlie night with two of my friends. Nola, Marina and I had shared a coffee - you know where - after the morning markets and as we were all at a loose end that night, we ended up at Nola's place for dinner. What a feast - fried rice, fresh fish, prawns, bread and butter pudding and a delicious red wine.

The three of us sat and chatted until midnight. We talked about anything and everything - work, relationships, living on the island. Nola grew up on T.I and she has really interesting stories and memories of what life used to be like for her as a young girl.

Rob will be home soon. I have missed him, of course, but you know what? I think I've packed more into the last two days by myself than I would have had he been here. Ssshhh - don't tell him.

 Does that mean I'm becoming a local?  - life is good.