Saturday morning was good. We all slept well, Melissa gave me breakfast in bed while I watched Penny and then we gave Penny a grown up bath.
Guests arrived just before 5pm, and we all had a great time. I got to burn stuff. Not just food, either.
Some of us drinking a little bit too much. Well, it was me. I drank too much. I don't remember finishing the bottle of mescal, that's for certain. I think Dave helped though. I certainly don't remember going to bed.
Melissa's first words to me this morning were "I'm not talking to you". Apparently, all night I was snoring. Melissa couldn't stop me, or wake me. She tried to suffocate me at one point, but fortunately had a change of heart. Apparently she didn't sleep a wink all night and was punching and kicking me. I didn't feel a thing.
I was so rough when I woke up I went back to sleep for two hours. I didn't feel much better when I woke up, but my mum and dad had popped in to say good morning. I went downstairs, sat down, and there I stayed all day drinking water to rehydrate myself. Melissa pottered in and out and looked after the baby. I was useless.
We're home now, I should clarify that we stayed at Melissa's parents for the night.
Penny's had quite a grumpy day and has done a lot of crying which has done wonders for my hangover. I think this evening I'm going to watch a film while Melissa catches up on her reality TV crap from last night.
Back to work tomorrow. I hope Penny settles down, we all need a good sleep tonight.
See you tomorrow!
