I'm now a fully fledged Brownie

Yes that's right, this weekend I made my promise and completed my first task, and now I'm a fully fledged Brownie, hee hee.

The girls where all over for a crop at my house on Saturday and Elin and Heather are both leaders with the Brownies and said I had done such a wonderful job of being a hostess that if I made a formal invitation, and my promise I could be a brownie. Well any of you who know me well, will know I love a challenge, so off I went and made an invitation for them, did my promise and low and behold they gave me a badge and a certificate there and then.

What a brilliant time we had though, I made soup, the girls brought treats and we ended up sitting at the dining table gossiping to two hours, not much scrapping done, but a good time was had by all.

Had a brilliant time with Janet, and she loved meeting everyone. We swapped our xmas presents before she left, I was so pleased with what I managed to get for her, but I can't say as she occassionaly reads my blog, so no clues here for you Nut. hee hee.

I feel like I'm coming down with the cold, all achey and sniffy, so forgive me if I don't update on a regular basis, I'll be under my quilt hiding.

Joke of the Day comes from Clair, thanks for that one, made me laugh so hard thought I was gonna pee my pants.

A woman pregnant with triplets was walking down the street when a
masked robber ran out of a bank and shot her three times in the stomach.
Luckily the babies were OK. The surgeon decided to leave the bullets in
because it was too risky to operate. She gave birth to two healthy daughters
and a healthy son.

All was fine for 16 years, and then one daughter walked into the
room in tears. "What's wrong?" asked the mother.
I was taking a tinkle and this bullet came out," replied the daughter.
The mother told her it was OK and explained what happened 16 years ago.

About a week later the second daughter walked into the room in tears.
Mom, I was taking a tinkle and this bullet came out." Again the mother
told her not to worry and explained what happened 16 years ago.

A week later her son walked into the room in tears. "it's OK,"
said the Mom, "I know what happened. You were taking a tinkle and a bullet
came out."
No," said the boy,
"I was playing with myself and I shot the dog."