Actually, I am starting to think that I have not actualy been sober since Friday night!
Yorkie is on a rare weekend off, so we went back to the Bobbin for Lunch today at 1pm. We were supposed to be meeting Jen and Steph and little Adam after they picked him up from his grans. Unfortunatly the party had continued at Jen and Stephs after the Yorkie House. Jen had passed out in the living room, Steph had accidentally climbed into bed with Woody (a random naked guest) thinking it was jen and had the shock of his life before getting dressed again and sleeping on top of the covers. When Jen woke up she'd gone to the bedroom, stripped off, and then saw there were already two people in the bed, freaked a bit, got dressed and ended up in the guest room with Mobsy!
Needless to say they were running a little late, and when they got adam home he ws hyper and sleepy which meant he was grumpy so they took him for a long walk befoe joining us in the pub. We invited Mark & Gemma and Lelly & Coops to join us, although Lelly& Coops were still a little off colour and Lelly said she'd come to see me through the week instead.
Another 5 hours of G&T set me off again, like I said, I don't think I had fully sobered up all weekend,and suddenly everything was funny. Not just funny, hilarious! I don't recall much of the afternoon. Eventually Yorkie all but begged me to take him home, and we passed out infront of the telly!
I have to say, that this has been the best weekend i have had in a very very long time. And it showed me that it isn't the drink, or even the amount of drink, that Yorkie consumes that turns him into an ass on occasions, it's whathe drinks. He's been on bitter all weekend and been an absolute babe all weekend. Loving, caring, funny, all the things I fell in love with him for. I just have to keep him of the cider!