My weekend..

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...started Friday night when my boyfriend took us out for a meal. That was lovely, we sat outside, with the weather being as amazing as it was. Got home and he FINALLY cut my hair, not had it done since NYE, so it was about flipping time!!!




When the boyfriend had finished work we went out again for a drink then he took me to a garden centre for a browse. Come 7pm and i was all settled down at home he decided that he wanted me to drive him back home (he'd been drinking) and get some clothes for the next day. Instead of my usual anxiousness, i was quite alright :)




Sunday morning i was up at 6am, we were out by 8am and round my friends by 8.30! I even ventured into a MASSIVE Sainsburys alone while they sat in the car eating their Maccy D breakfast McMuffins!

In the afternoon we went to a place called Hatfield Forest for a picnic, i ended up walking for about an hour and a half around a big old lake, luckily no panic ruined my day, *PICTURES HERE * Got home from the forest quite late, just in time for dinner and then we had friends round for the evening. All in all a very productive and lovely weekend was had by all.... :)

Comments

vinny said…
sounds like you has a really lovely w.end sarah,wish i could eat out like you,your so lucky to not get anxious in front of people,i can't even hold a drink in front of people i don't know ;0(
your hair looks really nice,love all your tops too,the weather has been brill,we went to a garden place yesterday,i must have walked about 5 miles all in all,nackering when your 22 weeks pregnant lol i had a stitch,hope your laptop is good and a fast one,love and hugs hunny from vin xx♥xx
11/04/2011, 14:16
Flipper said…
wow, what a fantastic weekend, you're doing really well :D it's lovely to be able to just do 'normal' things sometimes and actually feel normal too!! :) xxx
11/04/2011, 15:01
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