Sluggish

I feel really ropey today. I had some friends over last night and didn't go to bed until gone midnight (even though they left earlier.)

Today I feel nauseous and to quote Cuckoo, VERY discombobulated. This is my mum's favourite word EVER and has been for years. Always makes me chuckle when I hear it.

I feel like going to bed for a nap, but there are always other things to do.

Not sure if it is a hangover, the iron tablets making me feel horrid or what. The Prince slept 12 hours without even the slightest snivel. Which is weird as I played Plan B and Paloma Faith quite loud downstairs with the girls.

We scoffed. A lot. It involved cake, wine (cake and fine wine, reminds me of Withnail & I), olives with feta, biscuits and cheese, crisps, dips, crudites, and we had such a laugh. A few couldn't make it which was a shame but in the end it all worked out for the best.

Nothing seems to agree with my poor fragile tum and I think that's why today is a bit of a struggle.

Still the Prince and I were out and about this morning. We visited a friend who has a mini bouncy castle so of course he had to be chiselled off that by the end.

Today I am delighted with my purchase. Who remembers this book?

Pure nostalgia. Who remembers RALPH??!!!
I showed the husband the section that all girls used to read in the school loos! He was engrossed, it had to be said. Although he will soooo deny this. I loved Judy Blume.

Sports day at school was great yesterday. The Princess is so different to me. So sporty. She came joint first in the running race. She is like a gazelle, fast and graceful.

There she is, complete with that dreadful cap again!

And guess who came last in the toddlers' race......and guess who cried as soon as the race started.

Usain Bolt, he ain't

And I simply refused to take part in the mums' race this year. It was too humiliating last year, running while holding my chest down to stop getting black eyes...

Running like a gazelle? I was more like a Gazebo...