Weekend plus

Phew. I feel like I've been on a treadmill since the middle of last week.

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*dead*

It's my dad's birthday in about a week.

So, what do we do but invite him and my mother over for dinner?

WHAT AM I, A FUCKING MASOCHIST? DIDN'T WE JUST LEAVE THIS PARTY?

Well, it does give husband the chance to watch the first F1 race of the season at 6 AM the next morning...