Monday, November 17, 2008

Pass the Paracetamol Please!

Image Millie

This is the scene that greeted me as I staggered out of bed on Saturday morning & oooh my goodness, if last Friday night's first Christmas Party of the season is anything to go by, I'm in for a very bumpy time between now & December 26th!

MOTH went off to work early, but left the paracetamol (Tylenol) bottle & a very large glass of water on the bedside table. I think that act of kindness was prompted by the trail of discarded clothes, shoes, house keys, handbag & assorted party paraphernalia on the bedroom floor. Oh & not being able to rouse his comatose wife for his normal goodbye kiss would have absolutely confirmed his suspicions about Millie's fragile state!

Image Orange

I have no idea who these party girls are, but boy could I identify with the blonde most of Saturday!


  1. What a kind hubby! Hope you have duly recovered by now! Mel xxx

  2. That's my girl Millie!!! - Hoping you are feeling better today! x

  3. Good Morning Millie!!! Sounds like you had a great time at the party...yes it's a bit daunting when you first get up the morning after...hey but what the'll be ready for the next one... Here's cheers to you, Dzintra

  4. That is hilarious! I love how you wrote Tylenol - in Timor that is all we had and I wish you could get it here as it is so much better!

    My last massive hang over (about 2 weeks ago!) left me dialing a nurse friend to come over with a wide guage IV and some 4% and a 5th - I thought I was dying! I sympathise my dear!

  5. Happy Monday Millie!! Sounds like you had a great party....Amanda x

  6. Oh, I've been there my dear! The funny thing is the last time I did that was my husband's company Christmas party 2 years ago. I haven't drank a drop since!

    Hope you feel better today!

  7. Hope you are feeling much better by now.
    Loving those fabulous black heels - very glam!

  8. those girls are Nicky and Aislene from UK Big Brother 2006, I think partying is all do :) I hope you have sufficiently recovered.


And none will hear the postman's knock
Without a quickening of the heart.
For who can bear to feel himself forgotten?
~W.H. Auden

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