smack, just one kiss and I was outta whack

There it's gone AGAIN.

Friday night arrived, really quickly, and zoom - Monday morning was there twice as fast!

I took Eilidh and Laurie down to Guide Camp on Friday night. It was just a wee short one - an opening had come up and they took it.

Then I came home and settled in to Children In Need. Some of it was rubbish (Mostly the STV contribution), but some of it was highly amusing!

Si came in at 9.45 and the three of us sat til 1 am watching the activities!

Up early on Saturday morning, Steven had a volleyball training sess in Glasgow. Si and I dropped him off and then went for a bimble around the town.

After up and down Sauchiehall street, and about an hour in Waterstons (where I came up with the full name of K and My Shop - Aurora Borealis Buck Bean Books), we headed out to Kelvingrove. I wanted to see the funny heads! Wow! They were funny.

We had something to eat in the museum restaurant - a rather nice little Sweet Potato and Prawn Soup... yummy, and freshly baked roll.

We headed over to the kelvin hall then, and watched Steven knock his pan out at Volleyball. My gawd he doesn't half bounce around that pitch. I don't know where he gets the energy.

We realised he wasnt' going to finish anytime soon, so we had a donner round the Transport Museum - much disgusted to realise that the cars they had in the Vintage Section were actually cars we have driven about in, during what seems to us, the recent past! How Depressing.

Steven called to say he had finished and we headed home - the rain was pouring by this time, and I could barely see the road. Eilidh came home about 6.30, and we sat in for the night -well we did. Steven headed out again, much to his sister's disgust. The Volleyball club were having a fund raising night at the Ardneil hotel, and he was "obliged" to go. Ha puff, was he, he just wanted to go to the pub!

He staggered in about 1215, pretending desperately that he hadn't been drinking! huh, yeah, neither he had! Straight to bed. Out for the count!

On Sunday, He had volleyball again. A school match this time. Dropped him off at 10.30, then headed off for the Shopping, came back, dropped off some lunch for him, and headed into the town. Wintertainment was in full flow, Santa's, facepainting, pipe bands and majorettes a plenty. And for the first time in probably 15 years, Santa didn't make it in on the helicopter. The Helicopter got called away on an emergency, so Santa got dropped off by Life boat instead! I only ever went to see the sailors on the Helicopter.

Eilidh was face painting with the Guides! Wintertainment just isn't the same without wee people to keep you going. We headed off up the road, lacking in Christmas spirit!

And there endeth, my weekend AGAIN!

DWNB