the bucks weekend

This Saturday was Carney's bucks night, I was exiled from the house for the duration. I went out for dinner with Carmen and Liz and Nat, we ate Thai food, had a few sherbets and half walked (rolled) / half taxi-d the three minutes home. Carms and I crashed out within milliseconds of walking in the door... I must say for a small person she sure can snore.
That said, I was the very picture of virtue:










returning home the next day, having showered, brunched, done important wedding stuff and been to the gym (all before noon). The house was boiling hot, had a funny smell and was crawling with boys in various states of undress. I've been assured it was 'all very civilised'. Tried chatting with Carney about our long term plans - babies, houses, superannuation, but all he seemed interested in was a hamburger and a good night's sleep. :(

Next weekend the hens!