Hope everyones enjoying there weekend.
Last night i did something that I havnt done since I was around 18, leave the house on a friday night!!
Shock horror, we had an engagement party, one of gareths work friends, and I was dreading it. Partys and going out is so not my thing, I'd much rather be in bed by 9pm. There's the whole what to wear issue, what to buy, what time to go what time to leave, its all too difficult.
Anyway as a said in a previous post I had brought a pressie online, but it bloody never turned up, so we had to go empty handed, 1st problem of the night.
We got dressed and made sure harry was ok, and then left, my mom had him for us, but he was going to bed just after we left anyway.
We got there and it was all friendly, and everyone was excited to see hubby as they hadn't seen him in a while him being off with his broken foot, the other girls were all in dresses and heels, I went in a blouse and leggings and flats! (I always manage to pick the wrong outfit) There were a lot of inside private jokes, that I had no idea what they were on about. I come to realise hubby is very much the joker of the pack, and they all love him for it.
The disco was really loud so when ever anyone tried to speak to me, I just nodded and smiled, as I haven't a clue what they were saying.
the dreaded time come where everyones up dancing (including hubby on crutches), I was left with a table full of men, because I hadn't had enough to drink to get me dancing (I was driving) and I looked like a heffalump next to the other girls, and also my leggings were so tight that I could bearly move anyway.
All night I just wanted to go home to harry, and I told hubby, but he was enjoying the freedom too much. It was half 11 and I said that we had to leave, which didn't go down well, I ended up walking out not saying bye to anyone, which I appoligise to anyone if you ever see this, I stepped outside and burst into tears, I just wanted to go home, I felt out of place and wanted my little boy. Hubbys work friend came out and thanked me for coming and said he understood that I was missing harry, followed by hubby who looked very annoyed at me, I got in the car still crying, 15mins later hubby joined me and said I had ruined the night and embarresed him by leaving so soon. We argued all the way home and then when we got home, harry was fast asleep. Hubby decided to throw up all over the place (even tho he argued he hadn't drank that much, and I new he had)
I am just so glad I swapped all that for a beautiful baby, give me nappy bags over clutch bags, bottles of milk over bottles of vodka any day!
Is it just me who hates going out these days? I mean I'm 21, all m prtying (underage may add at 16 through to 18) I no most 21yr olds love the whole partying thing, but I can't stand it.
Enjoy the rest of your weekend
Love Lucy x