Apologies and Anecdotes...

I should start with "I'm sorry". It's been a long time since my last post and although I have been busy, that is no excuse. I know I have left many people hanging, waiting to hear my witty blog-banter, craving a lil' something-something they could snort (in a metaphorical sense, of course). No, I am not condoning drugs, although technically I take them myself and have for years. Insulin: all the cool kids are doing it.

Thanks Pump Boy.

...and then my boob popped out

May be a slight exaggeration, but it wasn't too far off.

Last week, I had friends over for Friday night drinks. It's something I wish I did more often, but my chaotic life doesn't usually allow it. Luckily for me, now that Glee has moved to Thursday nights, my Friday's are once again MY TIME. Fiiiinalllyyy...

It has been a while in between catch ups with my crew (who have never before been referred to as "My Crew", because well, let's be honest...I'm less ghetto and more like 'Omo' - I whiten and brighten) (and anywayz, they had better get used to it because it's too bloody hard writing out all 10 of their names), so when the RSVPs came back and a few said they would stop by, I went out and bought the best low-fat dip I could find! I then threw my low-fat atrocity dip at my own head and got something totally fat and delicious, and then compromised by adding carrots to the platter. THEN I went to the best cheap shop I could find!!...and got chips and choccie biscuits. Just because I'm watching what I eat, doesn't mean my loyal and lovely friends of 10+ years have to suffer. Plus I figured it wouldn't kill me if I gave in to temptation on the night and had a biscuit. Or two. Or a chip. Or 12. Or a mouth-watering, calorie-filled, juicy, greasy dollop of Pumpkin and Parmesan chunky dip. On a carrot.