Friday. Thank the Lord. Penny, for a change, decided that 2:30am was a good time to wake up. 3:30am Melissa, the trooper, got her back to sleep after a few glugs of milk, and it was 6:30am before we heard from her again.
Jeff gave me and my cake to work. The rest of the day is a blur of sugar and caffeine, but I do recall NOT WINNING again. I'll have to do something different next time. Like bribe the judges or something. Still, there was enough cake to bring home for Melissa to try.
Once I got home I read a text from Melissa which informed me we'd have company in the form of Emma and Harry for tea, which meant I had to cook the shit (not literally) out of my spag bol. I was very pleased with my efforts, and Emma ate all hers too, so that was good. Melissa didn't, the ungrateful cow. We finished off the cheesecake between us, and then I kicked Emma and Harry out when Harry started getting 'fresh' with Penny.
This evening Melissa's got her cleaning head on. She bought a new mop yesterday and is determined to mop something today. I'm keeping well out the way. Melissa actually thinks I'm cleaning the bathroom. But I'm not. Hahaha!
Right, she's finished hoovering, I'm going to watch some TV and remain out the way.
Have a great weekend and I'll be back tomorrow.
