Hiya;
After a no-end-in-sight week at work, I was thankful for an enforced Friday night at home. The Lovely Samantha was out having cocktails with the First Wives Club so I ordered pizzas and sat with the little man in front of the telly. Shane came around and made the most of the food and footy on offer.
Pretty chilled Saturday. Depending on who you ask, I did my yearly quota of house cleaning.
Sunday was nits day. Sam discovered them in Bodhi’s golden locks in the morning. She had a baby shower to attend which meant that I was left, fine tooth comb in hand, to smoke ‘em out. I had to go through Sam’s hair the next day too. There’s two hours of my life that I’ll never get back. Oh well, I vaguely remember some philosopher say “You never truly know someone until you’ve inspected every follicle on their scalp”. Vidal Sasson perhaps?
Sunday also happened to be Greek Easter. Clean hair, grilled lamb, pastitsio and a good old family catch up.
I saw out the weekend at the cinema…alone…watching “Battleship”. I couldn’t convince anyone to come along and despite initial misgivings, I’d read a review which gave it the thumbs up so decided to take the plunge. Another two hours of my life that I’ll never get back.
Christos Anesti to all,
Minas.
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