Lets begin with Monday evening (do we dare?!)… Michelles Birthday, meaning, PUB GOLF.. yes please kill me now. Anyway, myself and Sarah were off for the night so helped her set up. I decided I would do the first punch at home, and then have one beverage and sack the rest off. Once everyone was home, we all sat round the table and had to pick a paper out the hat which told us what we needed to drink out of.. luckily enough I got a deodorant lid, I was dreading the saucepan!! We then set about, all dressed up, to the first bar, where it was forbidden to talk and we all had to order a glass of wine. Stupid idiot me, didn’t realise we had to drink it in one, and there was me sipping away! Until me and steph hid under a table and downed it.. BLEURGH! Once we had finished, we had to piggy back our partners to the next bar. I had steph on my back, then we decided to switch. Now, as we were going, steph was awfully wonky, and fell into a fence, causing her to fly straight forward, and myself to first hit some stairs before toppling over them, onto the floor to… unbeknown to us.. A CABBAGE PATCH! Hilariously funny now, im covered in grazes, and bruised hip although it is better now… but couldn’t believe it. Now I don’t know whether this means im a fat bitch and she cant carry me, or she was just unbelievably drunk..?! so we headed to the next bar, but steph wanted to leave because she felt terrible, so we headed home, and straight to bed.
Come Tuesday, I think the day went like this.
Wake up.
Go to shop (in pyjamas, slippers, hats, anything we could find)
Eat food.
Watch DVD (kind of…!)
Sleep.
Wake up.
Go to shop again… (more snacks)
Eat the supplies.
Watch another DVD.
Walk to work..
Eat Staff Tea..
Watch another DVD
Sleep.
And that is how our day actually went…. We didn’t do an awful lot, I think everyone was dying!
I’m trying to refresh my memory back to Wednesday (this is silly.. its only Sunday!) but I cannot remember, don’t think we did an awful lot! Standard day at work… yes a little baby in nursery and im allowed to admit it now the week is over.. I LOVED LOOKING AFTER BABYYYYY!
Thursday was miss Emily’s birthday, so I awoke with her in the morning, and we chatted, I’d also stuck lots of photos up around the house of her, which was quality. At staff tea we then gave her a signed esprit bib which she actually LOVED and I wrote her a jassive poem, plus we got her gin, and some carrot cake. We were heading out for the night dressed as geeks and emos, and it was literally the funniest thing….
We all got into character, as we headed to the karaoke bar.. myself, steph and Emily sang ‘I believe I can fly’.. never again, we were awful ha! And then we went and raved it up in popcorn. Literally such a great night. Came home about 3ish…
And then woke up for a bloody full day Friday with Emily! We walked to work, just like in val times feeling a little worse for wear.. so stopped at the bakery to buy a pan au raisin type thing to. Good times. Took the children to see the marmots, and the ice cave.. and by the time it got o baby listening I was just dying.. and needed my bed! Walked home, and jumped into bed, and had a call from the drunk boyfriend.. this is where I turned into a child, and began crying purely because I was genuinely shattered..!
And so this brings us to yesterday which was transfer day, and myself and steph realised that jesus we only got two more weeks of guests after these ones have left! Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep. I am so excited now its like 26 days or something! Hahaha.
Anyway enough from me.. I finally had a shower which was grand. Hope your all ok. Missing you all, but not long now till im back to annoy everyone.
With love from over the water and up the mountains. xxxxxxxx
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