...Going to the chapel....

This time a year ago I wasn't a blipper. The Boss and I were in a hotel, having eaten a lovely dinner (Duck for me, can't remeber what the Boss had), having a couple (or 6) drinks and preparing for hebs' wedding the next morning.

It was a fabulous day (except for the fact that I watched Utd lose the title to Chelsea thanks to some really crap reffing....Drogba was at least 5 yards off side) with hebs and Coz and her family and friends and friends from work.

I was on Easter break, the Boss took a day off work, we drove over in the afternoon, lazed about, went for a walk down to the canal, ate, drank, slept.

On the day we had breakfast, another walk, watched the game, watched the "Happy Couple" get married, ate with hebs dad and his partner, drank, danced, drank some more, drank some more, danced a bit more and drank again and slept.

On the Sunday the hotel had an Easter egg hunt, and I found one, we had breakfast with several friends from work and then a leisurely drive back home......an absolutely fab time....thanks for the invite, hebs.

This year it's still two weeks to go until the easter break, I'm dead on my knees, the Boss is out at Ghengis Khan's (Mongolian barbecue), The Daughter is out at a concert, I'm home alone, I had McD's for tea and I'm waiting for the phone to ring, so I can go and collect the Boss from the station.

I bet when I go for her she will, as the Irish say, have drink taken!

Not sure what the weekend will bring, but I bet it ain't as good as last year!

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