Annnndddd I'm back! Blah, blah, worked insane hours all week, blah, blah, exhausted, blah, blah, blah... I'VE MISSED YOU, MY LITTLE BLOG AND BLOG FRIENDS!
10: Number of times Paul chased Norman & Mildred round and round and round the living room and dining room on Saturday before lunch with my in-laws... (They weren't allowed to stay in either room because of the Christmas tree.)
(I came to the rescue and scooped them both up... Kitten mommy FTW)
9: Number of alcoholic bevies consumed at the Christmas party Friday night...
(5 glasses of champagne... I meaaannnnn... They were ONLY offering the champers during the cocktail hour... Annndddd it was free...)
(But note to self: If you can't taste the G in the G&T toward the end of the evening.... perhaps maybe it's because you've had a leeeettttttllleeeee too much to drink... and perhaps you shouldn't yell at the bartender for faking you out.)
8: Number of large McDs fries I could have TORN. UP. on Friday night... IF ONLY ALL OF THE McDONALDS IN THE GREATER SOUTHWEST LONDON METROPOLITAN AREA AND BASINGSTOKE DIDN'T CLOSE AT EARLY O'CLOCK.
(Can't a sister get a damned 24 hour McDonald's?!)
(HOW DO PEOPLE LIVE LIKE THIS?!)
7: Number of times I told everyone that would listen that I would TOTALLLLLYYYY make my 10AM spin class on Saturday.
(3AM seemed like suuuuchhhh a long time away from 10AM until 10AM rolled around.)
6: Number of minutes into our Sunday Funday round of bowling until it became apparent that I was NOT a bowling savant as I initally anticipated...
(I finally hit my stride about 5 turns in...)
(And by hit my stride I mean broke 60)
5: Number of pounds of pure alcoholic FAT gained this weekend...
(Seriously. SOMEONE GET CONTROL OF ME.)
(How is that even possible!?)
(SOMEONE GET CONTROL OF MEEEEEE.)
4: Number of hours of snuggling given to me by Normie on Sunday morning...
(He is thesweetestwittlebabyintheentireworldandijustwannasquishhiswittlefaceallofthetime.)
(Biggest. baby. ever.)
(I WUV HIMMMMM.)
3: Number of times I got the giggles this weekend.
(Booze played no part.)
2: Number of mince pies eaten by moi this weekend...
(File under: Foods-that-sounded-disgusting-until-I-tried-them-and-then-turned-out-to-be-amazing)
1: Number of loads of laundry done!
(Number left to do? Approximately 450.)
(Martha, don't judge me.)
HOW WAS YOUR WEEKEND?!