We tried to watch Episode 1 of Homeland last night. Penny had other plans. She woke up, and wouldn't go back to sleep until, more or less, just after it had finished. She woke again at about half 3 but went straight back to sleep, and then woke at 6am. She didn't cry, just lay in bed playing, so Melissa and I dozed until just after 7, when I got up, gave her her meds, watched the new Spider-Man trailer, then made up her bottle.
I think last week I said I was always early for work on a Friday. Today I was 20 minutes late. I knew I was going to be late, I don't know why I was late, but I knew I was going to be. Anyway, I popped into Subway for a coffee. I got to work and Mark had bought me a coffee from McDonalds, and at lunchtime, as well as a disastrous experience with a Slush Puppy ice lolly, I had another coffee. It's safe to say when Melissa picked me up at 4pm, I was ready to take on the world.
Instead, we took on (the) ASDA.
Bought some stuff, went home, fed Penny, I cooked tea, then we bathed her and put her to bed. She's not a well baba. Full of cold and snuffles. I expect she's got what I've got. But, unlike me who's moaning about it, she's soldiering on. No teeth, a very sore bum and a cold. Poor mite. Still, she's almost crawling. Almost.
Anywho, Melissa's watching Hollyoaks, I'm fiending for some XBOX but I may watch a film. I will drink beer, whatever comes to pass.
Have a great weekend and I'll see you tomorrow!
MCA of the Beastie Boys died today. Poor fella was only 47.
