Birthday

The most amazing birthday weekend.

Brilliant friends

Fab presents

One hell of a party

Way too much fizz

A very cool card from my lovely sister

But, the best prize?

The safe return of my camera husband from Afghanistan.

Breaking the rules

Well, it was a very special occasion - Sam's 5th birthday. His (unofficial) god parents were visiting from NYC, who he rarely sees, so playing hooky from school seemed ok on this occasion.

We had a great day, eating seafood at The Winking Prawn in Salcombe, playing in the sun on Bantham beach and a barbeque finale back home. I think he had an amazing day. The tears at bedtime because he didn't want it to end was proof enough.

I am completely and utterly exhausted. Like, I can't string a sentance together, think I'm gunna cry tired and I still have the birthday party to go yet. Twenty screaming kids, high on E numbers (see previous post) and a bouncy castle.
Wish me luck.
xxx

Bikini can wait

A hectic weekend celebrating family birthdays has taken it's toll. Mr C&B is away "working" at Glastonbury (lucky git) while I hold the fort. As I have been home alone I took the opportunity to lose a few pounds by doing a juicing detox. Was feeling really quite slim on Friday but now realise that detoxes and birthdays do not go well together. Hoping I haven't undone all my hard work.

To make matters worse, am now surrounded by this..

.... while I put together party bags for Sam's upcoming birthday party.

Not sure I can hold out much longer....

.... once I start I just can't stop. SHIT.

Those skinny jeans, bikini, in fact anything figure hugging is just gunna have to wait.

Do you feel my pain?

xxx