Then on Saturday I spend most of the day decorating the night garden but also managed to fit in a work out. Sunday was cupcake preparations, the sky man changing my box (MATRON) over again and looking at my phone all day for text messages from the hubster about my son's progress in the school chess championships. I will write a separate post for this one.
So without further ado I lost 2lbs. I'm pretty sure I've put that all back on today. I had a few crisps, a sausage, a burger, chicken and chorizo with salad, some birthday cake and a few frazzles not to mention 2 glasses of rose.
The party was great fun. My sister phoned at 9.45 am to say she was ill and wouldn't be coming and that she hadn't made the pavlova. Even if she had it wasn't going to be making its way up to my house anytime soon. But I had enough cake to go around and my friend had brought fruit for an exotic fruit salad. This gave me the opportunity to show off my pineapple corer - if you don't have one you must get one. Its the only way to dissect a fresh pineapple. She squealed in delight - this thing has squealing powers I tell you.
The kids were all delightful running in and out the house between rain showers. My eldest son did, however, come crashing down the stairs as he chose to lean on the stair gate (I've told him 100 times) which collapsed and he went with it. His ego was hurt more than anything else. I had a few glasses of rose and felt myself getting a bit loud and disorientated. I keep thinking games, I have games! They played pin the blanket on IgglyPiggly, football pinata and pass the parcel. I find that game so stressful I don't know why, it should be simple but its not. You've got to make sure the child doesn't take off too much newspaper, keep track of who's had a sweet, make sure your children don't win, decide who will but mid way through...hate it.
My dad cooked the "shit burgers, they keep falling apart, where did you get these, they are just bread" on the BBQ next to his Chelsea flag he had brought with him after their FA cup win on Saturday. They are off to Munich for the Champions League Final. My mum measured up my daughter for a Queens outfit she is making for the schools Kings and Queens day in June, my BF and husband looked well as did the kids, my sister arrived with a funky potato head for the little fella, my cousin thought the party was at 1pm not 11 am. She was mortified as its not like her and said "I'll see you in a minute" which was funny as she lives a good hour and 10 minutes away. I kept meaning to phone her earlier to see where she was but I kept getting distracted. My other friend came with her husband and kids who didn't seem too put off by my family. So all in all an excellent day. Buddy was most displeased that he had to go to bed and leave his wooden garage and cars behind.
So back to a fairly normal week, except I do have a giant cupcake cake to make for my step-daughter's birthday on Saturday.
Until next weeks weigh in.
|Flower pot cupcakes|
|World's highest cake alert|
|Ta Dah! I put his name in blue sparkly letters on the left hand side|