Le Weekend

Bonjour mes amis.

Gorgeous weekend this weekend, so I feel in a very shiny happy mood today (hence the French - my happy language. As opposed to German, my snarly language [because the swear words sound more vitriolic]).

Had dinner at MIL's on Friday, an event for once entirely without bloodshed, and managed to return home in a positive mood.

Met the lovely Jellie for an afternoon of aimless-wandering, lard-eating, and vodka-drinking in our nation's capital on Saturday. Most fabulous, and not just because I gave my new dress its first outing. Then returned home to watch the gorgeous vision that is Mockley trying out life in the Orkneys for one of those lifestyle change programs on Beeb 3.

Sunday was spent whirling round the house like a dervish doing (boring) cleaning and (less boring) decorating. It's all looking quite lovely now, with the exception of three weeks worth of laundry (I've been too busy!) hanging all around the house.

Which brings us to today. Which has been fine. Work's work, so it's fairly predictable...

Anyway, a good weekend had by all, and Mookmoo starts the week in a good mood. Shocker!