Evenin' all. Whenever I type that there is a little 1950s Pinewood policeman doing a knee bend in my head.
Oh blimey I should give up now as the drivel has already started.
There was some packing today, not much and the afternoon was drinking coffee with my Canadian blogger friend and then going on an improptu trip to the nature reserve. We saw ducks, Izzy ate dirt - loverly!
Cyteen glad the bod is doing as it should.
Sazz awwww. I guess she figured being naughty wasn't drawing you in so being good would. Is she settled now?
Just had mansteak around for supper. Iz wasn't settling and he huffed and he puffed and I eventually sent him in and she went off in five mins. This after she rolled over and snoozed in 30 seconds yesterday. [sigh]
This was supposed to be a nice evening to say goodbye to our marriage, but mismatched expectations again. That plus he is still really, really awkward around me. So he ate and ran. At least he left me the end of the bottle of Sancerre, my favourite wine. So I may have wine flu tomorrow.