I left both Melissa and Penelope in bed this morning. Penny seems to be sleeping much more now she's crawling and wriggling about trying to escape all the time, Melissa's just lazy.
Work was OK, and sweetened somewhat by the fact it was payday. I treated myself to some "Hoppy Hare" from (the) Aldi. I've just cracked one open now. It's nice. Hoppy, as you'd expect.
I walked home from work, and hastily headed out, to National Tyres to get them to fix a puncture before our MOT tomorrow. £15. Can't complain at that. Then I went to (the) ASDA for the first time in quite some time to pick up some shopping and post some photos to Penny's great grandparents, then home, then out again to pick up Penny's prescription.
Then home, tea, Penny to bed, drop a present off at Ellen's for her birthday, then home, then beer.
Penny's gibbering is getting out of control. She can have a full conversation with you, facial expressions and all, and you wont understand a thing of what she's said. She's also obsessed with the TV amp (or anything with wires coming out of it) and will make a beeline for it whenever you put her down, that is of course, if she's not soaking herself with her drinking beaker. Fun times.
Friday tomorrow.
Excellent.
