Hurty feets.

Busy busy day. I will never complain about that, but my wee feet are complaining now. :-(

Everybody was on great form today, had a great laugh. I love Saturdays. All lovely people in, and hubby took the wee one to the gay pride march with a friend of his. They had a great day, and visited us with cowboy hats, feather boas, whistles and bright orange t shirts. They had a ball. She is now doing that balling her eyes out in bed thing, that little girls are so tired that they don't know what to do with themselves. Bless.

Big day tomorrow... Primark day. I take a trip to fife twice a year to do a huge stock up of work clothes. So... Need to rest me little hurty feets.

"every so Often, when things are going well, just stop, have a look around, take a deep breath, and think...I did that!"


Hope you had a great day. :-) x