this weekend in pictures

what a weekend... i swear...

i think my body has developed an immunity to vodka... or at least my liver has developed the ability to metabolise vodka at speeds greater than anything else known to man which would explain why i did not get drunk at my xmas party this weekend.

this is not to say that it was not a fabulous party. they put the whole of the company up in one the fancy schmancy hotels (fairmont southampton princess) and it was so nice!

open bar all evening... talk about sweet ass. i worked my way through eight vodka and cranberries and brian through 10 cockspur and cokes... no. we didn't get drunk... sigh... we just had a good time at a great hotel.

here are the pictures :D

br and i when we first arrived at our fabulous room- he went out on the balcony for a smoke while i proceeded to take phoographs of anything and everything available to have photos taken off... cheese hotel room!; ah yes... the requiste close up "i took it myself while we were kissing" picture of us kissing... every serious couple has one. i have two... well one that was taken by someone else but then this one which was taken by me while i still had some sort of use of my faculties; br at breakafast...

i had so many witty and wonderful things that i had already said but then somehow i deleted something and then i deleted half of what i had already put in here and i said fuck it. i'm sleepy now and i.just.dont.have.the.strength.

:( i hate blogger sometimes...

disclaimer: none of the views expressed by the author are actually views expressed by the author. she is just having a sleepy day after napoleon woke her up because he was chattering with the evil orange kitty in the wee hours of the morning before she had to sweat to the oldies (litterally oldies because most of the ladies at her gym are over 50) and then go to work. please forgive her in advance for any more things that come out of her mouth that may be upsetting to anyone in anyway.