Thanks.
Anyway, Friday was alright. I don't remember much of it, but in the evening I put Penny to bed while Melissa went to boxercise and then we watched Elementary and I played Minecraft. Yes, I'm obsessed. Get over it.
Today, Saturday, I was allowed a lie in, so Penny woke up at 6:30am, and I finally got out of bed after 10am. Wonderful. I did have an unusual dream about Peter Andre, but I won't go into detail.
Once we were up we went to (the) ASDA to get some bread and such and then headed up to Mel's mum and dads for a breakfast, then we went to see Melissa's brother and drop off his birthday presents, and then we went to (the) ASDA again because why not? I was picking up nibbles for tomorrow night, my annual Oscars Night shindig (me and Stew, drinking and eating peanuts until we pass out in front of an over-long American telecast).
Once we'd finished there we went to see Tracy and Dave not at their house, but at the pub. Penny was on fine form, only banging her head on a table and a step. We had a lovely, albeit impromptu time and a few drinks before heading home just before 6pm. Penny was knackered, we chucked her in the bath, then into bed, and no Melissa and me will have tea (not the healthy stir fry we had planned) and watch a film together. Aww.
See you tomorrow. Or Monday. I won't be "live blogging" like I did last; I can't be bothered.
Bonus picture of Penny watching The Snowman. Again.
