Don't get me wrong I'm fully aware of the fact that it sounds terrible, however in my defence, I live for my Saturday nights. It's the one night I get to go out with my friends, have fun and not worry about getting home on time and then to sleep in the next morning (not that I manage to do that too often, the habit of getting up early is just too engrained). Also, both she and the kids love their Saturday nights & Sunday mornings together.
We have a totally crammed weekend ahead of us. It's Brad's birthday - the BIG 30!!
We have a friend coming to visit us from Holland, been invited to a wedding, a 1st birthday party, not to mention the party that we've arranged for him. We have another friend who's birthday is on Saturday as well. To make life easier we've decided to have a combined party to avoid forcing people to choose who's party to attend. We starting off with dinner at Caprice accross the road from the Bok & then the party will move back accross the road. We have another friend who will DJ so I think it will be a blast.
Now, if only I can come up with an idea for what to buy the man. Sure he's given me hints: a mustang, or a motorbike, preferably a Harley Davidson... doesn't ask much does he?
Rourke recently asked for a hair cut and explained to Brad exactly what he wanted.....
Since the haircut we have to "do" his hair every morning to make sure it stands just right.
1 comment:
Love it! It looks very cool.
I understand to well what you mean with the worry of loosing your baby sitter. That little break keeps one from getting crazy...:)
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