sleep is the enemy...

such as it seems on the weekend... weekdays I just can't get enough. Miss H and I were jolted awake at half two in the morning thinking the alarm went off... of course it hadn't but sure did manage to disturb the rest of the night's slumber... all well doo lally as we left the house- late of course...

It was so funny! ... On our way out, I dropped my glove in the empty rubbish bin outside the loft while trying to chuck in the bin bag... I had a skirt on so miss hazel, fag in hand, climbed up (me holding her by the back of her slacks) trying to fish out my glove using my umbrella... Seriously I was laughing so hard I was crying... you know that uncontrollable laugh/cry thing? Feck, I even have tears in my eyes writing this down... it's amazing how a good laugh first thing in the morning can really make a difference in your mood for the rest of the day!

How super is it that it's Friday?