This week, it didn't rain, it poured. Check out the amazing photos of the scene outside my work on Tuesday night.
Not much time left now at my place of work. I am beginning to realise all the things I will miss (people, routine, that feeling on Friday nights and Saturday mornings, lunchtime cafe...)
but it's Friday night, and - as you know - this means it's sushi and a video when Big-P gets home from work.
Every Sunday night, when I was a little kid, I used to watch the Donnie and Marie Show.
So Sunday night is here and I am about to make pizzas and then watch my favourite Sunday Night show Dharma and Greg. I try not to cry at the end of the show - I concentrate on things like how Dhama got her hair to look just like that...