Oh my goodness, I am stuffed. We went to lunch at the ma-in-laws today and I ate a humungous roast dinner and about 4 helpings of dessert too. I had one of my cousin-in-laws little boys sat next to me, so I was cutting his food up and loading his plate. Then his brother wanted a refill every second time I filled the first brothers plate.
For some reason these darling boys are scared shitless of hubbys brother (probably as he doesn't come to many family meals and they just don't know him), so when he materialised they practically burst into tears. So I had oldest twin on my lap as I ate (20 minutes after everyone else who had just fed themselves had finished) and carried on eating.
My hubby did try to take him from me, but I had the lap of choice, and it surprised me just how comfortable I was eating with a kid on my lap. I thought back to nearly 18 years ago, when I watched my mum feeding my kid sister, and then I got to try it too. That practice has evidently stood me in good stead as I was able to cut up turkey and potatoes whilst also feeding him bits from my plate.
Good lord, 18 years since my sister was born. Wherever did the time go? I rang up to speak to my ma today, and had a quick chat with my sis. She asked me to do her a favour and I said I'd see (she normally wants me to go shopping with her at odd times) but no. This was a good'un: Tammy, she says, I'm going out tonight, and I don't wanna walk back home alone.
So, there's me ready to say yes, i can transfer some cash into your bank account for a taxi... but no, what she actually said made me laugh out loud... 
Can you meet me in town later and walk me home? 
See, I know I am a soft touch and all, but I was absolutely flabbergasted. So, maybe it was a bit mean to laugh at her outright but I really couldn't help it. She then proceeded to ask me (only 12 years older) what she should wear out - as if I know what is fashionable - and then what the lighting was like in the particular bar she was going to. The lighting? I mean, fine, I know she is new to going to pubs, drinking and all, but what an odd question. As if I paid the slightest attention to the lighting last time I was there!!!
So, now I have advised her to take enough cash for a taxi and where she needs to get a taxi from. The only problem is that I will probably worry about her all night now, just in case something happens, she really is naive, maybe I shoulda asked mum to call me when she gets in... but then, if mum forgets I'll worry more. Hmmm


i'm really jealous now.

four helpings of dessert ...
why didn't you call me?