Check me out in my fort. I'm hiding out this Monday as it is Guy Fawkes (Fireworks) night. I know, I should be inside, and in fact I am actually sitting on my mums bed trying to keep warm as it is grey and chilly again here.
Mum is busy making some beefy ragu to make a big lasagne for the rest of the weeks dinners. Then she is going to chop up a fresh pineapple and divide it up for work lunches. She got me some fancy feasts, as I don't do the people food.
Hope the beginning of your weeks is going well. Is it bad to say we are hanging out til Friday?