I'm Baaaccckk!!
no not in a "here's johnny" kinda way. My axe got confiscated at customs ho-hum. I'm back to reality, grey skies, overworked and underpaid. Had a fantastic week off. Got bronzed (some would say burnt but i'm tellin ya, red is the new brown!) Ate too much, drank far too much (thanks to the cute waiter who refused to take any money from me regardless how many euros i threw at him. Upon reflection, maybe he thought i was trying to buy summat else! he was VERY cute). Nothing to do with me. He forced me to drink. Alot. Told me his happiness and well-being depended on it. And, me being the kind person that i am, couldnt possibly let him down.
Havent stepped on the scales as yet. I know i have undone most, if not all, the hard work i have put in. It appears my resolve to stick to my healthy eating plan as much as possible, got mislaid by the baggage handlers at murcia airport. Along with my knickers! Not my luggage...just my knickers. So, if any of you are running about murcia and see some dirty old pervert wearing pirates of the carribean panties, arrest him for theft., And ruining my chance to swing off my dads boat whilst wearing said knickers in some kind of weird drunken PoC fantasy. Oh well, back to work. I'll give you the dreaded results later.
Angell
xx