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Good morning all! Have we all had lovely weekends and arrived Refreshed and Rejuvinated for the week ahead? Or is that some kind of bizarre urban myth that never actually happens?

I had a very lovely weekend of doing very little at all.

Friday night revolved mostly around drinking lovely fizz, getting Quite Tipsy, discovering old toys on the mud and annoying people with them (JUMP UP MY BUTT!!1!1!!!! YUOR WIEF SI A WHOER!!!1); followed by lovely Katy Cider and SYNCHROPIRATES with thipe;
Oh and Very Wrong Hoff creations, also from Thipe.
Eventually ran out of UK folk to talk to but luckily around the same time Sydney woke up; deciding typing was too hard and that PHONING would be so much easier may not, however have been the SMRTest plan.
Still, creamy skin eh taffyd? Can't wait for the next phone bill!

Eventually staggered off to bed 5ish.
Saturday was mostly spent either in bed or shuffling around in slippers being vague. Recovered enough in teh evening for More Cider (but not much) and SYNCHROFIREFLY with tiquetoque and Disturbing Slash Talk from thipe and Ukko. Woe.

Sunday was more active (well it could only have been LESS active if I was dead); horse in the morning - still v. fat but much less lame thankfully, tho still no real chance of her being hunting fit by end of October. Convincing D. of this will be the tricky part.
Rest of the day was spent doing the Family Thing - spot of babysitting, lovely dinner and many cups of tea. Good times!

Work is just GRATE. So Much Fun. Must buy lottery tickets.