Its the days were you don’t do much that can turn into an amazing day.
With big plans to go to thorpe park with Charlotte today, me finding out that it will be busy as fright night was still on, me hurting my knee at work the day before and how horrible the weather was, we agreed to stay in and have a baking day instead.
So armed with our coats and our umbrellas we walked down to the shops to grab our ingredients for our baking (rocky road from Charlotte and lamingtons from me). Charlotte also came up with the idea of making cheese steak sandwiches with chips with chicken salt (the salt of Gods)
After cleaning the kitchen, the baking began while watching Bridget Jones’s Diary and discovering that we are living a slightly younger version of that movie and figuring out how much time we have left until we meet our Mark Darcy who will like us “just as we are”
Maybe it was the chocolate and sugar in the air but an impromptu sing-a-long/ dance-a-long started. It started out innocent. A bit of one direction. A bit of S Club 7 , throw in some Nikki Webster and we were off.
We then got the brilliant idea of getting dramatic whilst singing into a sky remote and a febreeze air freshener bottle while singing no air from Jordan Sparks which lead to a killer dramatic playlist.
Things picked up after that with rousing renditions of the cell block tango, Hillary Duff songs, and then the sad realisation that I still remember all the words and dance moves to high school musical.
At this point the rest of the female housemates in my house arrived home so Charlotte and I decided to end the night with the Time Warp.
I think it is important to remember that we were both completely sober and both had a great night.
Oh and yeah we did bake our goodies aswell.
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