Pinch, punch, first of the month

So Friday's gym session turned into some casual drinks which turned into a ridiculously drunken night. I did attempt a run on Saturday morning but chundered after 7mins . Don't you worry though my petit pois, I managed to get myself back on track to go out again on the Saturday. In my defence, the Saturday was with my girls and it was the first time in about a year that we had all been together. 

There is no better way to celebrate such a momentous occasion than with a classic punch night. 

We also gave the jelly bean game a go. I am not going to lie to you, it was not entirely successful. I still do not wish to give up on the game, it just needs a little tweaking. It was a fabulous night topped off with literally the best jacket potato I have ever had in my life. Call it a controversial choice of drunken, late night feast but when you have tried it, you will understand. So I preach now to you, forget the chips, forget the kebabs and other greasy goods. Get yourself a jacket potato. 

Please do not judge me, I am not at work until Tuesday now so am going to go out at the weekend. Twice. I know it is not technically the best training method and I know I said I would have a summer without alcohol but if I go to the gym, surely this counteracts all the drinking? 

I have in fact just been to the gym and am going in the morning. I am also going to the library tomorrow to kick start my dissertation research without the distraction of Jeremy Kyle, CSI, Nothing To Declare, Cash in The Attic, Bargain Hunt, Traffic Cops, Come Dine With Me, Three in a Bed...

My name is Anna and I love daytime television.

Speak to you soon,

Your liver damaged friend.