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Well I finally got to sit down & hear all about the Venutian Veekend [sorry, it's the best I could come up with at short notice] from Hubby & S-i-L, last night. Sounds like they had a ball and thoroughly deserved the hangover they sms'd me about on Sunday.
The photos look great and I'm encouraging Hubby to put something up on his blog so you can hear all about it first hand. Watch this space...

And now that the formalities are out of the way, I can tell you the important stuff: I did indeed get Very Nice Presents brought back for me :-)


My soft, plush Italian leather handbag is the envy of the office, my sparkly ear-rings blinded all the people on the train this morning and the velvety scarf is just the perrrrfect accessory for my favourite black velvet formal dress! Now I just need another occasion to wear it. I'm thinking of sending Hubby away more often - I suspect he might turn out to have better taste than I do!

You'll have to forgive the lack of deep and pondering thoughts - my head still feels like it's stuffed with cottonwool and I'm having trouble focussing on, well, pretty much anything. Last night we had people over for dinner and all I can say is thank goodness my sister-in-law is comfortable in the kitchen. While I was wandering around aimlessly looking for serviettes & candles for the table, she very kindly started cooking the dinner which for some reason had escaped my list of Things To Do When You're Having Guests For Dinner.
All I had to do was prepare the butternut.
Which I completely forgot about until she gently reminded me about 15 minutes before the guests were due to arrive.
"Uh, Terri, how did you say you were going to cook the butternut?"
D-OH!!!
[Yes, it seems I, too, have fallen prey to the quoting of Homer Simpson.]
I'm afraid I'm giving new meaning to the term "Bubblehead" at the moment.

It kind of makes one wonder how I managed to get through work today without killing all the Databases in sight.
Well, I'll tell you how: Two breakfasts, a packet of crisps & a coke, loads of water & coffee, and a plate of lasagne for lunch.
You may think that all of that screams "Hangover Munchies". You'd be right. I must be out of practise because the 2 glasses of champagne & wine I had with dinner left me feeling like I'd been hit by a train. Yay Paracetamol!

So I think I have now completely used up what little brainpower I had left. Hopefully once it is restored I'll be back to my normal bubbly, charming, witty, creative and entertaining self(?!)
We live in hope...