You shake my nerves and you rattle my brain

It's Monday night. And I've been smiling through this whole day. Had just a perfect weekend. Been laughing so much, so hard that my cheeks and my stomach are sore. But it's a good hurt. Saw two gigs, one on Friday and one on Saturday. And the man of my life, my nephew, visited me on Sunday.

But beginning from the start. I got a message from a friend I learned to know a bit better a week ago when on Rival Sons' gig. I was somewhat surprised to get that message but in a positive way. I had such fun with him on the RS gig that it was nice to see that he had similar thoughts about our friendship. So I invited him to my place on Friday and we had a few drinks, talked A LOT and then took out to the night time. We met our friend in the bar and watched the gig, continued talking about everything and between before Mr Charming continued to another bar, alone. I stayed in the first bar since I had some friends there I hadn't seen for ages but my phone kept constantly sending and reseiving messages from Mr Charming. His night didn't seem to go as planned and finally we ended up taking the same bus home. We continued the night at his place, listening to music and talking and talking and talking until we both fell asleep on the couch. I woke up few hours later, shook him awake and told him to get to bed as I left and started walking home, 9.30 in the morning. I got nothing noteful done on Saturday.

Until it came Saturday night and time to get out on a gig again. Met close friends, had a great time and the gig itself was amazing. Kept laughing although my stomach was hurting already from doing it. Continued to another place again, had a coke and once again headed home with the last bus of the night with Mr Charming. This time my place, more music and talking. 5am he headed home and I slept about four hours before my nephew came with his mom to visit me. Already the bus trip to city was exciting for the little guy, his first time in a bus. :) We looked through some christmas decorations in the windows (Penguins!!! :)), and we met Santa Claus as well. Santa made the little hero act a bit shy but with the help of his mom they told Santa that he's hoping for some Lightning McQueen toys for christmas. Spent some quality time with him while his mom went to Ikea. We had a quick snack and then they headed home, the small trooper fell asleep as soon as he got into the car. But at least he had lots to tell dad, Santa seemed to be one of the top things. :)

I'm really feeling lucky.. lucky to have the best people as a part of my life.