Perfect.

Thursday is the new Friday. It's a lovely feeling.

Managed to (finally) pick the pictures for Calendars and they have been sent to the printers - a wee tick in the box.

From now until Christmas things just get busier - The diary for next week is getting more manic by the minute.

Every year I say I will be more organised, less stressed, spend more time making things, diet in time for that night out....but in the end I will send my cards late, shop at the last minute, and squeeze myself into a bit of last year's bling. Maybe I set my expectations to high.

No 1 had her biker friend round last night. He's STILL lovely. What a nice young man. He told No 1 that she was 'perfect'. Aw...! I want a boyfriend like that ! I used to be 'perfect' once.

(sigh)

But now I'm a mum, and that's fine. It's the best job in the world.

I'll be 'perfect' next year- here's a perfect link.

This is No 3 - As long as her dinner has Tomato Sauce on it - it's perfect for her.