Last night my metaphorical cozy evening was interrupted by party goers. I had just put on my nightie and had settled down with my tea and biscuits when I heard the front door fly open. In rushed a keg and on came the dance music. I just stood there, stunned, in my fuzzy slippers. I mean, parties are fun, but I did not have on the proper attire.
For those of you who don't speak Nos, I'm referring to how I felt when John and Maureen and invaded the chat last night. There was an… Continue
Posted on July 10, 2008 at 4:57pm — 2 Comments