It’s 6 o’clock on Saturday morning and I have yet to go to bed. Why? I think my body is in some form of sugar shock.
A bunch of us invaded Maria’s place like a band of modern-day pirates, except we didn’t make off with anything except bellies full of nachos, pasta, cocktails, champagne, and a variety of chocolate, including the shipment of Dove chocolate that arrived at my door 12 hours earlier.
I don’t have enough brainpower to upload more than two photos from the evening, even though I’ve got heaps of good ones. The rest will have to wait! But this one of Nadja the Chocoholic basically sums it up:
My three visitors got stuck in traffic across the border and arrived around 4am, so they are all out like a light now. Even the cats are impatiently waiting for me to go to bed. Beano’s laying across my arm as if to say, “I’ll just cut off the blood flow to your fingers, then you’ll go numb and stop typing, right?”
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