And this morning was another great morning for poop patrol. Dog Owners – I could always do an app for Poop patrol? Probabilities of the poop pick-uppage days? Seller? I think so.
Very sunny day today and even a trip to Swindon has not dented my good mood. Had a very nice weekend with the girls, a very very long lunch in Carluccio’s on Saturday and I was even naughty greedy enough to have a dessert wine and dipping biscuit thingy instead of a pudding (I laugh in the face of weightwatchers points).
Actually tastes like a bloody strong sherry trifle, but I suppose that’s rather common to admit!
Afternoon drinking doesn’t suit my rock chick image – after 2 bottles of red (between four of use, I hasten to add) and the said dessert wine, I was a little tipsy (yes, *again*) managed to go and blow some money in the shops but also was overcome with drunken shoppers guilt and couldn’t go mad in Nars and Bobbi Brown like I had promised myself… (also hate people watching me spending money like water…)
So Saturday night I think I passed out just as MOTD was starting.
Sunday took Bethie to her dance thingymajig and set about recreating myself as the Sunday 1950’s Housewife, cooked a Beef in Ale with Dumplings and a sponge pudding, ironed, washed and cleaned in between too….