I have a reason for being lazy, I swear.
Last weekend I had my long-overdue birthday party. Yes, three weeks after my actual birthday, DON'T JUDGE ME.
It was held here and it was absolutely beautiful. An ex-Ukranian scout camp filled with Melbourne louts...lots of dancing and freezing of noses...
We spend the majority of the evening cutting up the rug in this room:

Someone messaged me on myspace today and said: 'I think you are my favourite dancer ever' and I still can't tell if he's taking the mickey or not.
Last year there was a threeway in the UFO:

Though I cannot confirm nor deny whether the kangaroo was involved.
Next year you are welcome to join me. Dress warm.
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She turns five in August. I am resisting the urge to throw a party...
By the way - you should not resist the urge to throw your puppy a party! All dogs like parties!! ALL!!!