Monday Monday

Yak Mondays. Another stunningly beautiful day - and yes I have sat and typed for 9 hours solid - what a waste of a day.

On a fab note Aunty Claire has her little monsters (grandchildren) down for a few days. She will be an exhausted pig in poo. They are beauties. So sweet

Even fabber (for me) husband came home an hour early to work from home so he shared my city desk whilst we both beavered away giggling in between tasks.

Charlotte (aka lil sis) text a photo if her and a buddy at the weekend - clearly the rose had kicked in. In the big smoke. Glad she is experiencing life.

I really need to type my puds off this working malarkey is keeping me from walking my boys and playing in the garden. Unfortunately for me cars don't tax themselves and neither do gas bills for that matter. It really is criminal the price of gas I never thought if see the day heating was such a luxury.

Teaaaaaaa time

Ciao