It is the eve of the Official Bloggers Brunch, and as an excited recipient of an invitation to attend, I have spend a good deal of time this evening getting organised.
I know! Me…organised?
You see, the thing is that Hubbster shall be taking over my usual get everyone dressed, fed, washed etc duties. I will be skipping off merrily (and a little nervously) out of the door as soon as my war paint has had a chance to set! What a treat to start the day with only the responsibilty of wiping my own bottom! Now you can see why I am so excited. But before doing that I must of course, organise everything so that all he has to do is dress them and deliver them at day care so he can make it to work in time. (If only I was so thoughtful and organised for myself!)
Not only will I be getting out of the house without my wonderful (but exhausting) tribe in toe, but I will be talking to real life grown-ups! I will be able to drink coffee…HOT, and I will be able to eat food that I haven’t shopped for and prepared (and have to clean up after.) This perk in itself is worth waking up at the crack of dawn for and catching multiple buses and trams for.
But there is one more EXTRA exciting upside to tomorrow. I will get to meet some other Mummy bloggers, some of which I have been stalking following with relish for months.
Preparations for tomorrow have also involved a little self-grooming too of course. Hubbster was mystified why I stepped into the shower looking like a Sasquatch and appeared sometime later looking like a plucked chicken. After a quick check of the calendar, just to confirm that it wasn’t his birthday or mine, he asked me why I was going to so much trouble…grumble, grumble, grumble.
Well, being the first bloggers meeting type-thing, I am a little unsure of what may be involved. True, the invitation didn’t mention spot-checks of underarm or leg hair…but you know how it is? Better to err on the side of caution, eh?
I’ll let you know tomorrow!
Eeeek….Wish me luck!