A brief Synopsis

My friend, after months of dillydallying over actually going to the hospital for her URGENT test is happy and healthy. 

Flirted with taxi driver, with aforementioned friend, whilst waiting in traffic yesterday.  In beetle with roof down.  He was probably saying 'would you look at them spanners' but he was laughing and he gave us the thumbs up as we danced in our seats to Mr. Jackson.  The traffic took forever to start moving so it got awkward after ten minutes or so.  His passengers seemed happy to see us too.

Made 250 cupcakes.

Made a cake that looked like a table.

And a cake with lots of Cd's on it, posted my miniature Cd's on facebook and asked people to name both them and the artist for buns.  It got vicious and people started texting me at 4am etc.

Shouted at kids.

Told kids I was taking playroom to turn into kitchen.

Wept on sofa.

Drove to market.

Sat in sunshine with mocha.  Having eventually found the coffee shop I was told about.  Would have found it quicker if had've been given correct name.  Preserved NOT Relish!!

Sold many, many, many cupcakes.  Whooohooo.

Met Himself and boys for a viewing of Rango.  

Everyone loved it.  I was confused by it.  It's a western with lizards, an animal with an enlarged prostate and prozzie cats or toads????

Came home and lay face down on sofa for ten minutes.

Bantered with A. over parade in Dublin, the cold and cupcakes.

Went to B's to make an R2D2.

Home.

Tea.

Bed.

G'night. xxxx

p.s Happy St. Patrick's Day xxxx