Sparks

This gorgeous family came to visit me yesterday. That's Natasha with the funky dress and her mum Julie and John, the dear boy. Everything went wrong with the plan of cooking nice food from them to eat for morning tea. Like the biscuits burned, I didn't finish putting my new computer table together and it was strewn all over the lounge room floor. I was nearly bawling by the time they arrived. The dear boy took control the way he always does and put it together for me with Natasha's assistance. Might I add how damn HOT it looks. By the time they left I could hardly talk because Id been talking so much and laughing and being overstimulated. I crashed into bed for an hours sleep before going to choir, hoping the vocal cords would hold up. No chance - I couldn't get that high B and felt like I had smoked a packet of Craven A's at the end of it all. Didn't give up though. The dear ones asked me for dinner at a Thai Restaurant. The chili certainly sorted out the vocal cords.