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Weekends are meant to be relaxing

Well, thank goodness the past weekend is, well past...it was a hectic runaround from one venue to the next.  It started with a little friend's birthday party on Saturday morning, then a dash home to get everyone fed, faces wipes, wedding attired donned and in the car, off to the wedding.  

Sunday morning was the big spiderman birthday party, so I got up at the crack of dawn to get the snacks made, the car packed, the cake loaded, the birthday boy dressed.  After the party, we took the inlaws out to lunch, so by the time Carte Blanche started on Sunday evening, I was pooped and in bed already!


This week was no better with me back at work full time. 


And now its weekend again and Saturday is another full day in the van Wyk van Rooyen household.  Due to the fact that I need a car, I have now resorted to servicing my car on Saturdays, Liam and I are also going on a date, the Pretoria Youth Theater is putting on a production of Little Mermaid.  Gerhard opted to babysit Luka as he is not all that into youth theater...


So here we go again, another mad dash and rush, when did weekends get to be so very busy!

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