My weekend was quiet. And then it wasn’t. And then it was again. Standard.
Stayed home on Friday. Because it’s autumn and I can’t do party two nights in a row. Or I shouldn’t. Either way, heroes on the sofa.
W chilled with his friends in the park. Or chilled? Ziggy always try and make him run and he hates it. He looks at me long suffering until I leave him and he has to run to come get me and Ziggy follows. Evil mummy but you need the run lil’buddy.
Then we lajvade 50 shades of grey. The less exciting version.
In the evening I got dolled up and met girlies for dinner at the Ivy.
Drank cocktails and ended up meeting Eric and crew at Tonteria. Yes, we went clubbing. In the old school, free vodka, dance all night to hits way.
That ended the way you can imagine…
Bea gave us never ending drinks and Lex showed her Russian side by downing vodka like it was water.
I came home to 3 guys drinking old fashioned and a doggo not that happy about the partying. So dressed him up into Party Doggo.
Sunday was saved by pizza.
Yesterday me and george played with Snapchat filters and watched fringe. He is working late most nights this week and then we have a french friend over so we needed that night on the sofa.
He was also a hero bringing me food and lighting all the candles for me coming home. Made Monday instantly better.
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