Purple Dragon

Just came back from Lala's dance lesson to find a chicken wandering about upstairs.

Well, I had a Body Shop at Home party this morning. One of the Mums from Playgroup is a consultant.

I spent yesterday evening tidying up and vacuuming the downstairs, making sure the downstairs loo was in acceptable condition (it will never look nice in there - horrible room!). The kids were desperate to stay home from school and 'help' at the party, but I think they got the wrong end of the stick - they thought it would be dancing and stuff. Bless.

I invited 10 people along, invited the folk on NEEPS who were local,
and put on open invitation to the Mums at playgroup, but only 5 people turned up in the end. I was nervous about lots of folk arriving, not having enough cups, enough nibbles and so on, but as it turned out, that was not a worry.

The consultant brought her two year old with her, and she disappeared for a wee while, then turned up covered top to toe in Sudacrem. My en suite toilet seat and bowl is covered! Her Mum was mortified.

Anyway, I rather had fun. It was nice to have some grown ups round to talk to and have a laugh with.

The consultant gave me a wee pressie for holding a party, which was a papaya shower gel and a big bar of Galaxy chocolate. I didn't tell her I get migraines from Galaxy chocolate LOL It was a nice gesture.

They were here for about 3 hours in the end, and now I am pretty knackered. I feel a bit zoned out and have a pain in my chest.

I still have to take Lala to her dance class, and the Boy to his gymnastics class, but I am already ready for my bed.

It is funny how you run on, I suppose, adrenaline or something. When everyone was here, I was chatty, laughing, up and down with coffees and cakes and biscuits. Almost as soon as they left, I flagged. I loaded the dishwasher, and now I'm sitting here, zonked. I wish Rachel was in Playgroup this afternoon - I oculd do with a nap!