It started off with a bouncy castle delivery (which went to the wrong house and came back again).
Followed by the emptying of the paddling pool from the weekend (about 50 buckets worth).
Followed by the refilling of said paddling pool (by hose - phew)
Followed by the blowing up of far too many balloons (feeling rather faint).
Followed by manic pass the parcel wrapping (slapdash but how many 3 to 4 year olds are likely to complain?).
Followed by mini supermarket shop (loved the air con).
In far too hot temperatures of 29 degrees (melt)
Because today was George's 4th Birthday party (though his birthday is not till tomorrow).
And by the time I'd done all that in the blistering heat, I didn't give two hoots what I looked like so I gave in to wearing shorts and flip flops and a vest top for the school run - for the first time ever .... in my life .... outside of the garden ... in the UK. I felt a little self conscious and found myself apologising to a fellow mum for my attire who then asked me where my shorts were from. See! Like I said - no one's really looking at you. Stop being so hard on yourself! And the shorts were from Tesco's circa 2005.
Primark vest, Tesco shorts, Havaianas, Balloons (Poundland)
Anyway, the balloons remind me of the Grump's uncle - a gentleman and scholar with a naughty sense of humour. Whenever he saw a lady of ample busom, he always commented that she had the most beautiful big ..... blue eyes.
We knew what he meant :o)