Party girl is knackered

For a knackered old bird, I've done quite well this weekend...

Friday night kicked off with Andrina's birthday bash at Joy Fooks and although I couldn't actually dance tonight, because of wearing myself out going up and down to the all you can eat buffet, because I am a piglet; I found instead watching the very common variety of Essex wild birds quite educating! And I know if Julie is reading this, she will call me a 'bleeding snob'... Me, a snob... never?

I love it though when I learn new things and tonight I learnt that not all free things in this world are good for you... in this case the free flowing coffee. Where I was transfixed on the Essex girls with Irish accents in their little basques and cute hotpants, I didn't pay enough consideration to the amount of coffee I had drunk. At 3.45am Saturday I really wished I had payed more attention as I laid in my bed with eyes like saucers, my heart trying to beat itself out of my chest and my whole body juddering. I was still running on neat caffeine when I got up before 10am I hasten to say and managed to clean my frontroom and bedroom windows inside and out.

I did collapse in a heap in the middle of the afternoon complete with sore throat, but managed to get myself together to go Ben and Becky's engagement party in the evening. Really glad I did, as I even managed a couple of dances with my good friends after Julie promised me she'd dance too, which makes dancing around a chair with my tank sat on it a lot easier!

Tonight my throat hurts and I am knackered, but I feel good. Heard from both my sons today who are both celebrating anniversaries. Eldest son six years married and youngest son seven years together. Oliver is on tour, so Reni celebrated at mine with my mother with a roast dinner, before we all gave up and needed sleep... Very Rock 'n' Roll

Lots of love Debbie x