Party Party

I have a rotten cold, for which I am blaming Gary. Only because I saw him at the weekend and he said he had a cold then. Grrr.

And I have spent the last half hour blowing up balloons ready for Mum's birthday party tomorrow. Dad said it's like germ warfare, and maybe the cold bugs that I blow into the balloons will mutate into something really nasty and we can bump off next door.

Perhaps not.

Anyway, yeah, 60th birthday tomorrow, then the christening of the decade on sunday. I'm being a godmother, slightly scary, but hey, It's an honour to be asked.

So, presents are wrapped, outfits are chosen, cards are written...I'm sure I've forgotten something, but it's tough now...I'm sure it will be fine!