This week felt like the shortest week ever. In fact, I’m pretty convinced that it’s still Wednesday and you’re all just talking rubbish. No real updates on my friend I wrote about in my previous blog. She doesn’t want to talk about it, but I’ve emailed a local organisation and asked for advice or a contact number of someone I can talk to about it. I’m still waiting for a reply.

On Tuesday I had the pleasure of having Lumo and Cuddlefish over for pancakes and wine. And before you even ask, wine totally does go with pancakes, but only if there’s Nutella in them. I’ve got no pics for you though; we were too busy talking, drinking, eating and playing with the cats to even think of cameras.

The rest of the week was just work and tons of family stuff, as the big wedding day is tomorrow and everyone has come from overseas. I’ve met at least a dozen new people and I’m horrible with names, so a list of names with photos would be pretty damn helpful. However, ‘the little chubby kid’, ‘the queen bitch’, ‘the hottie’ and other similarly inappropriate nicknames are all I’ve got for now.

I also got my hands on a decent camera and I’ve wasted a big part of my evening snapping photos. They’re not good, but do applaud me for not dropping, knocking or breaking the camera.