…to find me blogging today.
“But Hermia, aren’t you supposed to be floating around Paris right now!?” they will exclaim, marvelling at my dedication, presuming that I’ve taken some time out of my Parisian Spree to hunt down a computer.
Well think again.
I am sitting at home.
On my own.
With my cats.
I have become THAT girl.
The explanation: I have been SO sick ALL Christmas.
Since pretty much THE moment my Christmas holidays started.
Flu since the night of the 23rd, which started to improve around Tuesday and then turned into a stomach flu the day before we were supposed to go to Paris.
About five hours before the flight, I had to give in and admit I was in NO state to fly and then possible ruin The Boy’s Family’s New Year.
He went without me.
Cos he’s a jerk.
Lol, not really ….I made him go ….so his mam wouldn’t kill me.
And then I spent last night in my parents house.
But had to leave today because the snow is icing over and I have to protect the kittens cos they’re all tiny and helpless and lacking thumbs to open food cabinets and I’m afraid of ice.
So here I am ….in Dublin ….alone ….with a huge supply of waffles and the piece of steak my mum gave me ….
…I’m genuinely not sure if I’m being sarcastic or sincere…
Oh God ….I’m nothing but a ‘K’ now!
….Charlotte’s update on the potentially hazardous Housewarming Party
Floyd
Judy
The first 3 hours of my day were pitch black.
Stupid job.
You need to visit this blog: beautiful photography, stunning fashion choices and an Ebay Store to kill for.
If only I could master that sneaky Ebay predator thing ….I have failed at EVERY attempt to purchase some of her gorgeous clothes!!!
