Baby – if you were really lucky you could put your hand on my stomach and she might give ya a little kick.
Weather – blahhh
Food – I love sugar, sugar is lovely, all food should be made of sugar. (or cheese)
I had lunch with the inlaws today, it was bloody hilarious. Stefo is still away so it was just me and them and the language barrier.
I have no idea what was going on.
Problem is I get over excited and a bit carried away with myself and my Italian gets a bit manic. In fact when I got home I realised I’d been saying you have instead of I have all afternoon and strangely it didn’t seem to effect what we were talking about.
Now what can I eat…