The sun shone. I gardened. I painted everything in sight. I painted the bench, terracotta pots and the bbq (black).
I had three tins of paint left from last year. Yellow, white and blue. Once I had painted the bench the right colour, I let loose and mixed all the paints. We now have a strange shade of green permeating the back yard.
When my shocking pink surfinias blossom, we will be the most LGBT garden in Dublin.
Crippled son has friends over to watch a soccer match. Delinquent daughter had taken addled Ali for her walkies and surfer dude will be home next week.
Plus, I made the most fantastic patato bravas last night. It only took me twenty years to get it right.
So suck it up cupcake…as Sarah Palin would say.