I had a really good weekend. It was one of those weekends that you just did not want to end - ever!

It all started well on Friday when I took the day off of work. I really couldn't be arsed with it basically! I went out and about and did some shopping with my friend Sam and then went down to her house for a cocktail evening. A few of our friends came round and we drank swimming pools (Blue Caraco, Vodka Malibu and Milk), Punch (Red Vodka, Litres and Litres of normal vodka, Malibu and Fresh Orange Juice and some fruit pieces) Black Russians (Vodka, Kahula and Coke) and then when we got thouroughly nissed and a pewt, we started to make up our own. I have no idea what we were drinking, but I do know that a vast amount of it got spilled over Sam's carpet (by me mostly) as we were all to drunk to pour things into glasses and cocktail mixers correctly! LOL.

I did not feel to big or too clever on Saturday morning surprisingly enough.

On Saturday night though I was feeling better - well I had to be - I went to the local british Legion, where I am Secretary, where we were having a Cowboy themed night - (I got to dress up as a cowboy YAY!!!!!) I was running the poker table as I can be a bit of a card shark when i want to be. Anyway, I didn't win, as I was still feeling a bit shaky, but I had lots and lots of fun. only down point to the night was that estranged hubby tipped up, but he behaved himself and I did a very good job of pretending he was a hole in time and space. tee hee hee!

Didn't have too much to drink so I was oklay on Sunday morning - just really really tired as I went to bed late. very late, about 5 or 6 am, cause I was sitting up reading for most of the night. (I just couldn;t sleep when i got back from the legion) so as a result I spent most of Sunday lying on my futon sleeping. From about 11am till 4 pm. And then I woke up and did some sketches and then studied the composition of facial muscles (God I am so exciting amn't I LOL).

But it was really really good anyway. I feel so relaxed, but really sleepy again - think I can hear my futon calling when I finish work.

Got to go take Elly out for a pee or he'll be crossing his legs.

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I just realised that when I sit in my chair at work, my legs don't touch the ground. If i stretch my toes I can.

Still, as I have mentioned in a previous post I am more flexible and less likely to die in a car crash that taller people. Na Na Na Na Na Na.

In response to a couple of comments i got when i painted my legs -

Bun Bun - I didn't run out of paper - I had just drink a little bit too much alcohol and was incapable of remembering where I had put it. If you are not sure why that is - ask your friends Nick and Helen what Alcohol is and the bad things that it does to your brain!

Willow - It was acrylic paint, so it washed off in water (nice long soak in the bath was required. With bubbles and scented candles and everything! )I am still alive and unlikely to die anytime time soon, but my leg has turned a funny green colour and smells a bit. Someone mentioned gangrene, but i think they are on drugs so I just ignored them. LOL xxxxx

Bun Bun - Ask Nick and Helen what drugs are LOL

Posting soon

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