Drinking, driving and Dandenong…

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I just took Felix to Melbourne. On my own. Yes, I am a glutton for punishment! (those of you who know me will know I’m also a beacon for all kinds of trouble and chaos too!)

It was great tho. He loved it! On the plane as it was taking off most of the kiddies were wailing - not my kid tho… my little man was yelling “FASTER! FASTER!” at the top of his lungs!!!!

So we hung out with my bro out in the suburbs and then I got gloriously pissed with him and his partner back in my hotel room. Holy crap. We had a bottle of bubbles between the two of us and then I drank 12 middies.

Yes. That’s right - I said 12. Admittadly they were only middies but still - TWELVE! Gah! So I got to bed about 2ish and Felix dutifully woke me at around 6:30 I ignored him reasonably successfully for another hour but then I had to get up and face the inevitable hangover…

and not only that but my bro had left his car at my hotel (he was in NO condition to drive!) so I had to drive his car in the outer suburbs of Melbourne… now I only learnt to drive a couple of years ago and I’ve only been driving properly for about the last 3 months so you can see what a big thing that was for me! I had to drive on the Princes Hwy for God’s sake! And just quietly, I’m fairly confident that I was still a bit pissed I’m not proud of that and I don’t advocate drink driving, but you know, it’s not like I had a small child improperly restrained in a booster seat instead of an actual car seat in the back… no wait…. wow… I really am a bad mother!

Oh well - at least Felix will have had a fun upbringing… I hope he looks back and thinks that his mummy was always laughing (and possibly driving on the wrong side of the road) and happy and having fun…