Saturday Night In

So, here I am sitting watching X Factor, when I am meant to be at the evening reception of my cousins wedding. OK so last night the five year old threw up ( in the toilet) but was well for the rest of the evening and this morning so it was all looking good. One of the seven dwarfs had kindly agreed to baby sit, GASP kindly slept in this morning so I could have the post Sauvignon Blanc lie in tomorrow. The new GOKtastic dress was hanging on the outside of the wardrobe, lace top hold ups purchased and most importantly, the new ( expensive) underwear wrapped in tissue paper(shows the expense level!) was laid out in the bed with love and admiration.I am one stone lighter than 6 weeks ago ! GASP kindly volunteered to go to mass this evening so that I had no rush to rise in the morning. The exfoliation was complete, the tan perfect, the nails about to go on and then at 5.50 eldest son puked on the sitting room carpet. Gratefully her puked the week before the carpet cleaner is booked to come but it did put a total kybosh on the night out with GASP I had been fantasising about since the invite came through the door 6 weeks ago. GASP thought it was still acceptable to bring his sister round to baby sit, whereas I felt that exposing someone apart from ourselves to a vomiting bug was a bit cruel, cause I really like the dwarfs..........I could think of a few people who I would immediately invite round !So as opposed to an olive green satin dress with killer heels over a spectacular lingerie set, swooning over GASP, I am in tracksuit bottoms and a twenty year old sweatshirt swooning over Matt Cardle in a vest ! C'est la vie when you're a Mammy. The dress and lingerie are back in the wardrobe....but not for long.....watch our GASP !