The time for Bali has arrived, so for the next child-free week, you won't catch me on my phone, as Abbey and I will be parked up somewhere around here;
Bintang or ten in tow, & a big old grin smeared across my sunburnt face.
I wonder how many hours & beers it'll take before I crack & blubber on to Abbey (or whichever poor stranger will listen), about how I've never EVER been away from my little darling kiddies and I miss them sooooo much already. My vote is on night number 1, five drinks in.
Tragic is my middle name.
I'll be back with full updates for you all, beware of Bali bragging, there'll be shitloads of it going down right here.
Meanwhile, I better scoot, bags to pack, husbands to smooch,
Have a wonderful week won't you!!
Gem
Thought of the day "gastro threatened to take me out pre-holiday but I made a full recovery just in the nick of time- thank EFF"
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