So, went out last night (birthday eve celebrations). I stayed out late, drank, laughed loudly. I now feel my age not my shoe size.
Marvellous Mr D who was greatly amused by my stoating about when I got in just before 1am (I made it passed midnight!) brought me tea in bed. Small girls greatly over excited bounded in just before 7am with homemade cards, flowers & a necklace. All my cards & presents were opened. My hangover looming I ejected everyone from the bedroom & went back to bed for 3 hours.
Have surfaced again. Mr D dutifully popped down to the shop & purchased Irn Bru & Nurofen and the ingredients for a fry up for brunch.
Am meeting a friend later for coffee & cake. Dinner out tonight with Mr D.
Today's shaping up quite nicely.
Hoorah!
