I ran up and down the beach promenade 6 times this morning.
I almost got whiplash, twice, when Blue attempted to race after a bicycle.
I spent the rest of the day at a Melbourne Cup party. We had champagne and pavlova.
I know what you're all thinking...that's it? That.is.it?
I also heated up some chicken for dinner....which my mother cooked for me because she knew I'd be exhausted from the party.
Shush, Paola, please...calm down...I'm still WAY AHEAD OF THAT PASTRY-MUNCHING, BEER-GUZZLING, RAP-LISTENING GERMAN GAL.
Because of the time difference.
She's so way behind me she will NEVER catch up.
But just to be certain, I'm doing a bit of extra preparation for Day Three of the November Birthday Challenge. It's late at night, and I should be in bed, but NO. I will not rest until I have:
help Master Commentbox with his upcoming debating competition,