The day before...

...Easter I'm sitting in front of the tv watching Addams Family values in my track bottoms and a wife beater...bollocks...oh with a thimbleful (read, half a highball glass) of fine single malt...the little one's taking his nap...I WAS going to make sweet and sour pork with some egg fried rice (comfort food since the Mister's working all weekend) but I can't be bothered since i'll be eating it alone...no. I lie. I've misplaced my flipping bank card, and God knows where the Mister flung his. So all I've got on me is 10 quid. Not throwing that on no sodding sweet and sour until they've sent my flipping card. Or his. GAH!