Last minute trip away

I just went a bit trigger happy on Easter and booked an overnight stay in Cambridge for George and me sun-mon. It was so nice with Oxford last year and I need to get away for a bit. 

So I just made a bit of a manic, executive decision when George is sleeping. 

Gave him his kitkat Easter egg yesterday. That is true love I see in his eyes. If he only looked at me that way…

Then he pretended to poo it out. As you do. 

I was an Easter vision in green. Best way to fight Monday is add some colour. But today I’m back in black. 

Got some serious love from W who had been away all weekend. Maybe because I’d been eating cheese. Smelly.

Snoozer! 

Tonight conal is swinging by. George is working so it’s nice to get some company. 

Emotionally drained

This weekend was an emotional rollercoaster in so many ways. 

It started with a black Friday. Stockholm got attacked and I sat at work desperately trying to get hold of everyone I hold dear and wishing to give them all the hugs in the world. 

It felt like my heart couldn’t take any more. I kept shaking. What do you do when you can’t make sense of the world? 

I went out to see my girls. Because I couldn’t stand being on my own. 

Met with Maggie, Malin, Karin and Lollo in a London that almost felt too sunny.

And stole some baby love. 

Then Lollo and me went to shoreditch house and met up with Katta. The Londoners kept saying how sorry they were and we fought sadness with laughter. 

At the end of the night there was nothing left in me to wait for George to get out of work so I went home with Katta and slept my beating heart away.

On Saturday I got picked up by a balloon vision. It was Malin’s surprise baby shower and we arrived with balloons and gifts 

To all things pink. And gluten intolerant. 6 out of 8 ladies can’t eat gluten. Me, yes please. 

The beautiful lady posed for the camera in the sun and we all ate gluten free princess cake. 

And I aced baby sitting. Theo did fall in love with me despite me putting his poor face in the glaring sun and even cried when I left. 

Then we went dancing. Needed after a day with 4 pregnant ladies and 2 babies. 

Came home to a room full of thank you flowers from Charlie. He got drunk on Wednesday and George ended up seeing him home. Only thing is that is when I was home sick and kind of needed my man since he’d been out for two days and feeling little and fragile at home I felt very lonely when he never showed up. 

Sunday it was 20 degrees and summer popped up for a day. We went to Chiswick and met Ella and Stan for lunch and chill out in the park before me joining George for one of his trainings.

Holding the attention of the crowd.

Rushing home it was time to dress up in our finest and head for secret cinema. 

Me and the boys. 

The secret cinema this time around was a different experience. Left me feeling a bit weirded out. And wet since George accidentally knocked a whole drink into my lap. So much for dolling up. 

Emotionally drained today. George is out for a bday party tonight so it will be me and Woolly on the sofa again. I think we will cuddle up and go to bed early. Not sure I can do the world today. 

Happy Friday

It’s Friday. Yeah! Its sunny. Double yeah! I’m back at work. Not so yeah but at least means I’m not sick on the sofa any longer. 

Triple yeah to that. Plus Maggie is in town. 

Went to pick up W yesterday. The outside was pretty.

Mega chiller and I snoozed and then Katta came over to keep me company. Best. Ever.

Today high fiving the world before probably meeting up with the girls tonight. Might have to go Fulham. Never go Fulham any longer.

Also picked up some chocolate weirdness for George. I neither a big fan of chocolate nor peanut but at least one in the household is.

When your face is melting

At home sick in bed for the second day. Not sure what’s wrong with my immune system. Second time this year. And George just shrugs it off. Superior Bulgarian genes.

Feeling a bit better though. Ventured to the store. 

Reading books 

And playing with snapchat filters 

Yesterday my face was literally melting. I slept 16h. Then I couldn’t sleep at all. Nothing as lonely as 3am when you are alone in your bed tossing and turning in a fever. 

Work tomorrow though. And soon mini snoozer comes home. And Katta might swing by later. So nothing to feel sorry about. 

Now tea for my throat. 

All the fun

Got a cold today. A bit of a fever and the snuffles. Good thing George is sleeping at Stephens to watch basketball since I think  it will be a sweat fest tonight. 

Me and mini snoozer hound are at home. Yesterday we were all on the sofa though. Family time. 

And two photos from all the fun I had this weekend. Might be way I’m suffering today. 

Me and the biggest smile ever plus a double chin from Friday. Not the most flattering photo but having the most fun.

And at my age you get to not care what you look like. 

 

Me and the band on Saturday. Fangirling. I now feel like I need to post this on social media. But no. 

Watching big little lies. Nicole Kidman rocking an awesome look. 

Soon bedtime. Need to kick the cold in the ass. 

Fangirling and pimms

This week started in a heart wrenching manner. Had to take W to the vet to try and get to the bottom of his bladder issues. But only did he plant his feet and cry all the way there but then I had to leave him alone in a basement to fall asleep on the sedatives all why crying for his mummy 

*wipe tear away*.

Hopefully we can figure our head is going on and get him better. 

Friday was more fun with another Out of office. We danced and drank vodka redbull as always 

And I tried to take sexy pics for George. 

Failed.

After it closed we went to Charlie’s and then scotch. 

Katta and me decided the night was over around 3. Good call. 

Went back to ours and Katta stayed over. Poor George had to stay on the sofa. But I normally hate hugs when I’m drunk so maybe not so bad after all. 

On Saturday was pretty hanging but Lee had gotten me tickets to galantis for my bday so put some make up on my face and pulled myself together. 

Party times. We had VIP tickets and got to meet the band. Ehr…extremely awkward. There i stood among all these crying 13 year olds and just…no… But, had to go up and have my picture taken and give them weird little hugs and ask for an autograph. Because that is apparently bad you do when you are fangirling (thank you so much to Lee for the tickets but Never. Again. 

Then we danced and I wore my fan girl gear I got given 

Awesome show! 

Then we headed to Found and I had a much needed drink to get me sorted after that ordeal. 

But pretty confetti rain. 

On Sunday went to the river for the Oxbridge boat race. It was hectic! Filled with people and you couldn’t see a thing. 

But who cares when you have pimms, hot guys, and a line if loos as a view. 

Soon picking up little snoozer hound and giving him all the love after him thinking I’ve abandoned him.