What did you get up to at the weekend? Me? Oh, you know... just the usual. Hung out with some friends at TB's house, had a few drinks and got so totally trashed that I had to be put to bed by TB's Mum - and then made her get in bed with me where I proceeded to bleat on about marrying her son.
Oh yes - that actually happened. I can't quite recall what I said to her but I do know that I was banging on about why he was taking so long to ask me and how I wasn't getting any younger. This is not the kind of thing you should be saying to your boyfriend's mum! Oh man, I am cringing at the memory, the very hazy memory. I think it went on for quite some time and I am pretty sure I also mentioned children. Gah! What an idiot. I just let it ALL out. All the crazy.
For what I can remember she was lovely about it all and told me that he just needs a boot up the bum. Haha. What a woman. The next morning when I was getting dressed she came to my room and said not to worry about anything and that she's not going to mention our chat to anyone, not even his dad. Thank god. Not cool. Total mortification.