what day is it?

After a few weeks on tour we start to go a bit mental it can be hard to work out which day it is

The days start to blend into one another

Usually we just know days off are normally on a Monday

This week our day off was on a Sunday

And didn’t that just get us all confuse-ified??

We are catching up with friends on Thursday who have had a baby since we were last here, that we haven’t seen yet

And you know what that means?

Yep – baby shopping

Now look, I’m happy with any kind of shopping

But baby shopping, with all the teeny, tiny, cutesy miniature things you can buy?

Fucking LOVE IT!

And because we got confused with our day off and thought it was Monday, which meant we thought yesterday was Wednesday and today was Thursday

Follow?

Yeah, me neither

Basically we thought today was the day we got to see the baby so we went shopping yesterday to get a present

And we decided to get the biggest bloody present we could find

I have no idea why

‘Cause, well we only had to squeeze it into the car for one short drive – you know, ’cause today’s NOT FUCKING Thursday and all!

So now we have these 2 huge boxes

Squashed in the middle of mum and I in the back seat

For not one, but two fucking days

This is one of those days where I’m happy to be vertically challenged

So I can fit like a fucking pretzel snuggly in my seat

This baby better love the shit out of these presents

But you know me, always bitching and moaning I try to look for the silver jewelery lining

The plus side to all of it?

PRIVACY! to pick my nose the whole drive