On Friday after work, the crazy party animal that I am, climbed straight into her PJs and fell asleep watching Noot vir Noot. I know, right now thousands of parents worldwide are envying my freedom.
Saturday was slightly more interesting. I attended the world’s best baby shower EVER. EVER! For those of you, who have yet to be subjected to the horrors that are baby showers, they inevitably involve such exhilarating games as “guess the baby momma’s weight”. At this baby shower however all I was required to do was stuff my face with delicious food. Now this my friends, is something that I’m exceptionally good at. At this point some of you are probably thinking, “You? Eat? But you have the figure of a supermodel. I thought you subsisted on nothing more than sunshine and coffee.” To which I’d like to nonchalantly reply, “Bulimia.”
After stuffing my face with goodness, I attended the theatre production, “Kat and the Kings.” My friend Aims is the leading lady, and OMG is she fucking brilliant. Seriously, I had no idea that the girl could sing.
And then it was off to Little Ethiopia on 76 Short Market Street. I may or may not have said, “I’m not sharing! I’m any of you touch food, I will break your arms.” Pause, look over at people I’ve JUST met, “I know you THINK I’m joking, but I’m nor if they so much at. I will break our arms if you touch my food.” Barry didn’t take my threat seriously, which means that I am now forced to set his house on fire.
Picture taken by Cazz at Little Ethiopia. I fucking heart that place. From the looks of this picture, I’m a scream.
Anyhoo, today’s Sunday and I just ran a 10km race. In torrential race. After only 6 hours sleep. Because I’m awesome baby. Hoping to spend the rest of the day watching movies. And possibly reading a book …