Tuesday, 11 August 2009

Answers on a postcard please ....

Just a quick question for you: What kind of crazy ass person, takes her dad out for an unscheduled meal out, screws her points up a bit (how can you resist the hopeful look on your Dad's face when the word "pudding" is mentioned - the only favour I did myself was turning down his suggestion of getting the sticky toffee pudding for two to share, and getting sorbet for me instead), and then decides to go for an extra unscheduled run to help burn off two and a half courses of Italian food?

Answer: That would be me.

I ask you this - are these the actions of a sane woman, or someone a leeeeeeetle bit obsessed? I'll leave you to ponder that one.

Whilst I sit here and feel faintly sick.

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