the muffins of doom

Flea made muffins for her friend's birthday - and while Flea was in volleyball training, the cat eat them, so then I made muffins for Flea's friend's birthday whilst thinking WHY?!!! and who left the bloody door open anyway??!!!
Apart from that I've done three million tonnes of laundry, run around like a mad thing and, just to keep me fit, a pilates class and a yoga class. Now I think it's time to shower (again! it's a three showers kind of day. I'll be washed away at this rate) and crash into bed with a good book.