Dog in a hat...

Don't think Molly was too happy to be wearing it. Not sure why, I wore it with pride when I (stupidly) went shopping this morning for last minute gifties. It wasn't bad at all though - less busy than a normal Saturday morning. I can only assume that people were nursing their hangovers still and didn't feel like braving the sales. Not that there was much to get excited about - the Game 'sale' was so unimpressive that when I asked what exactly was on sale (because everything I saw was at normal price), the sales assistant just shrugged and said 'everything i think'. Oh well.

Mum made dinner tonight. Just when you think you can't actually fit anything else into your poor poor stomach you realise it's possible (it's been highly trained for the last 25 years). She made turkey covered in stuffing, wrapped in pastry. Had it with roasted potatoes and brussell sprouts. Yums. :) Then we had Swedish Apple Charlottes (or my mother's better interpretation of them...).

Now we're sitting watching Jaws and chilling out. Probably for the best since I don't think I could move if I tried.