I haven’t had a chance to write my blog the past few days.
As maid of honour to my sister in law I had the utterly shit job of organising her hen do!
Being asked to be maid of honour at first is an amazing feeling.
You feel flattered and special… until you realise the full extent of your new role!
My bride to be wanted an Irish hen do. She gave me a list of about 15 girls and off I went to plan it.
Even though I have five children it may suprise you to know I am not the most organised of people.
Anyway, I managed to put together a weekend in Dublin which we have just arrived back from.
I think I did a pretty good job…. We laughed all weekend.
From cocktails in an Irish 1920’s speak easy to the sawdust covered Jonnie Foxs pub with traditional Irish music, we managed to fit in a few bits in the relatively short time we were there
The weekend was fantastic but I have to say and I quote spending quality time with the girls but, one of my favourite bits was walking through my front door on Sunday evening and being bundled to the floor by my babies.
…….I’m sure it won’t stop me from jumping at the chance of the next girlie weekend.
Back to reality with a thud, the next morning poor little George woke up with the mother of all colds.
I’ll settle with exhausted cuddles on the sofa this week.