I'm not sure who was referring to what whenever whoever it was originally said that, but when it comes to tacking a day's leave onto the end of four-day weekend then I concur most emphatically.
Sure it sounds just plain greedy to make mine a five-day Easter, but a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do when a Boyfriend drives down to Cape Town for two weeks.
There was food, there were friends, there was wine, there was sex, there was an entire season of Pushing Daisies – but the best part of all is that I got to wake up on this Wednesday-come-Monday morning and he's still here. It's like a preview of this time next year.
Tralalala am in happy land. I could even be cordial to a certain WM this morning.
(Well, if he came bearing muffins and profuse apologies for his very existence.)
Ps Sushi at Tank was incredible. Service at Tank was too, but in the opposite sense.
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