Yesterday I dreamed about facebook.
I am a bit rubbish at facebook at the minute as I’m really struggling to fit it in, and I am so behind at cre8buzz, but my reasons are good, honest. You see, the silly season continues into January at my house as we have my mum’s birthday on January 10th, Mr B’s on the 11th, my brother’s on the 15th and Miss M’s on the 25th.
Add to this the fact that my amazing mate Dez (Destine) and her fab bloke Jay are moving to New Zealand next week, and it’s all a bit crazy.
We have also chosen this time to update both the girls rooms, which has led to all the Ikea trips and flat pack furniture building.
I am so behind in my blog reading that I’m thinking of having myself cloned so that I can catch up.
My mates, Dez, Jay, Lou, Pod, Nic, baby Caleb, Nats and Andrea have just left, and I have still to post (it is 11.30pm Uk time), so if this reads really badly, I’ll blame the White Zinfandel, the laughter and the emotion.
Dez, Lou, Nic, Nats and Rosie are coming round on Tuesday for a girlie night, then we’re at my Mum’s for tea on Thursday, and on Friday, we go off to Center Parks for the weekend as it’s my mum’s 60th.
We have two villas booked side by side for the 13 of us. I can’t wait, but there is so much to do, and I have to say goodbye to Dez and I may not see her again for a long time.
So, my head is a complete shed, filled with slugs, woodlice and proabably dry rot.
Hopefully… this will explain why I woke up after dreaming about receiving ‘Growing Gifts’ on Facebook, and thought to myself; ‘Those are really cool. I wonder if there’s a way you could get one of those in real life??’
Then I actually felt my brain shudder at its own stupidity.