BooHoo

I've had a rubbish weekend so far, well apart from finding out that I've got a really decent full-time job - but that's another long and boring story!

Everyone in the house has gone out for a jolly day to Southport and left me at home with empty cupboards! I've not had a Sunday Dinner for well over a month now, which is just a monstrosity! So I went to the freezer and tried to knock-up the closest thing to a roast dinner.

Which means right now I've got two Birdseye chicken fillets, a couple of waffles and a Yorkshire pudding in the oven! Classy!

I wasn't meant to be razzing it up tonight on the town, I've been really ill so it would make sense to recover properly for when I start work on Tuesday! Until I spoke to Mark. And I'm not even going to play the "BUT IT'S OK, I CAN AFFORD IT AS I WON'T BE DRINKING!" game, because I've got a bottle of wine in front of me and whether I decide to go out or not, it's getting chugged down tonight. All I need now is a one bedroom flat and a tatty looking cat and I'm officially a sad spinster!

And now I need to go and knock up some gravy!

xxx