I am starting to live like a messy teenager here in Budapest, flinging stuff on available surfaces instead of putting things away ("I'm too tired," she whined). This is so unlike me! My bra is obviously unimpressed:
I can't believe I just showed you all my mangy bra (I seriously have better and prettier ones!) but I had to show you because I almost died laughing when I saw the scowling "face" that had appeared overnight. Can you spot it, or have I been spending too much time in the mulled wine? I can't even look at the photo without bursting into giggles.
Laughing is good, because my Mom's flight home leaves tomorrow :(
We're off for one last adventure. And mulled wine.