HAPPY 2nd BIRTHDAY SAMMY!

It was my cousin Sammy's 2nd birthday party today - whooo hooooo! I do love a good party. Above there's a pic of Sammy with her cake (and he-hem, a certain handsome young man featured in the background) (no, Daddy, I don't mean you). And below is a pic of Sammy enjoying some of the fun and games at the "Kid Zone/Fun Land/Don't Make Your Mom and Dad Clean Up The Mess After Five Zillion Toddlers Have O.D.ed On Sugar" party location.


Not only did they have a slide and some balls... they had a bouncy castle. Have I ever told you how much I enjoy a good bouncy castle? Well I do. I really, really, really do. And so I bounced. I bounced like I've never bounced before...

I bounced with my cousin Matty...

I bounced with my cousin Ally...

I bounced by myself...

I even bounced with this kid (although I wasn't entirely sure what he was hoping to get into)

But, alas, all good things must come to a screeching & freaking painful end... Look at me... Look at my beautiful face. I look like a reject from last night's bare-knuckle underground fight club meeting. In actual fact this was caused by nothing nearly as cool as that but simply what we'll from here-on-in refer to as the bouncy castle "incident" of 2007 involving some particularly rough carpeting and a husky young girl named Ruth (it's a biblical name, yes, but let me tell you there was nothing Christian about this pint-sized hussy). I may never now strut the runways of Milan... *sigh*... Well, I'd better go learn to read or something. Looks like I'm going to have to rely on my brains afterall.