We went to The Mount (the restaurant where our wedding reception was held) on Friday evening with Leeza. We had delicious food. Rudi and I ate steak while Leeza had the pork neck. The best was the dessert though. Leeza and I shared a Toblerone fruit fondue. YUM! The photos are really dark…sorry about that. I really have to get myself a decent camera and not take pictures with my phone so much!
On Saturday I went to Nadia’s kitchen tea. Being a kitchen tea (Bridal Shower) I assumed it would be…tame and we would be outta there in no time, we also already had a braai planned for the evening so I didn’t plan on staying too long.
Boy was I wrong! It turned into quite a party! For entertainment a company called ‘A pole lot of fun’ was brought in. They set up a pole in the bride-to-be’s living room and a lady from the company instructed a few of the girls on how to pole dance. It was good clean fun.
I lost count of the number of drinks I had. All I remember is that there was wine (big mistake), sambuca (BIG mistake) and apple sours (not SUCH a big mistake) and that I had all of the above…more than once.
Rudi couldn’t believe how snotters I was when he came to fetch me…but decided that he should have a couple of shots to catch up.
Luckily our friends were just as drunk (see picture above, this is how I found my neighbour’s car parked the next morning) and they’re generally not judgemental.
Now, to come back to the heading of today’s post.
Last month I stopped taking my birth control and I have noted changes in myself over the last couple of days. My appetite for food has decreased, which can never be a bad thing. I would, however, like to welcome back my old friend, Libido.
I have at times missed Libido, but never attributed the absence of this old friend to the presence of The Pill. Rudi thinks it’s Christmas…he can’t believe his luck. I have no problem showering him with ‘gifts’ right now.
Since yesterday evening I have been really sore though. Let’s just say that everything that makes me a woman hurts today. I feel horrible, but I’m sure it will pass.
I think I’ve finally recovered from Saturday night’s hangover. I was still feeling it yesterday, but I can’t wait to go home and crawl into bed.
I guess I have to go and earn my keep now. I would wish this week away, but I’m working this weekend anyway – so that wouldn’t even help.