Made it safely from the airport — didn’t really have a doubt, actually — and over to Schmoopie’s before she had to run out for a short bit. But she made me a cup of tea, and I had some toast, and I was able to check in with my blog. Aw, you guys! You rock.
Also, on the subject of toast… British bread is yummy. Soft, fresh, delicious — everything that store-bought bread in America just isn’t. Which I probably should be grateful about, else I would ate it all the time and be a gigantic house. Still, yummy.
Will have to see about napping later. For now, I’m working on staying up and pretending this is a day like any other, and ignoring the fact of the very few hours of sleep that I’ve had. Maybe I’ll grab a nap before we go out to the pub tonight. Yeah, that’s the ticket.
Yay!
Have fun, maybe a nap before would be a good idea and have fun at the pub and the land of real beer.
Glad your doing good and having fun.