He's electric...

Himself is playing at the Electric Picnic, on all the three nights. Tonight is night two.

I'm working all weekend, selling litres and litres of vodka to the happy people in their wellies.

I still get most of the festival athmosphere, though:

*I see drunk people,
*I stay up most of the night, wake up at funny times when my man finally gets home (so my sleeping patterns get fecked up, which usually happens at festivals)
* I'm surrounded by mud (which Himself brings in in his boots, although thankfully I don't have to walk knee-deep in it)
* I'm so tired in the mornings I feel hungover (without the drinking part, so it comes cheap as well!)
* I eat food only slightly less dodgy than your usual festival-meals (couldn't be bothered cooking for one, and don't really have the time either what with all the thirsty people)

So as you can see, you can get all the benefits of the festivals without even going...
(says Laura, as she eats a slice of cold pizza)

...

So much has happened since the last post... Where to start?

The biggest news is that Junior and his lovely girlfriend had their baby a few weeks ago. A lovely little boy, who is possibly the cutest baby I've seen. Everyone is excited and delighted and all those other things you are when something like this happens.

I finally went to red my e-mails after a loooong time, and there was another nice surprise:
My friend in Finland had sent me a post with the latest news and a couple of lovely pics of her and the baby-belly. Awww... :)

And then there's me. I haven't been doing much lately; just going to work, coming home and going to work in the other place, and then sleeping.
The woman I've been taking care of was taken to the hospital, and I'm going to have a meeting with her sister to discuss possibly going in as more of a full-time carer. We'll see.

Oh, and I'm loving Options hot chocolate at the moment. :) (under 40 calories per portion= great!)