Botanical Breakfast

listening to robbie williams' 'Rudebox'...

Ugh. I'm losing my mojo.
These days, my life resembles that of a retiree's, or some old grandmama's.
I sleep late. I wake up early.
I enjoy gardening. I'm doing qigong and golf.
The most obvious indication that age is catching up with me?
Instead of having breakfast with my friends after a major clubbing session, I'm actually just having breakfast with my friends. Fullstop. No clubbing escapade. Nada.
Then again, I'm loving it!

Weekend breakfast with the gang was at Botanical Gardens.
Poor BM got lost for half an hour, and went home in the end to calm her frazzled nerves. PH underestimated the journey and ended up hot and huffy from the walk in. Oops...
Next venue will be somewhere less out of the way, ok?

Anyway, the Great Conspiracy was devised at the breakfast table on that very Saturday. Think it's going to turn out purrrrfect!!! SY and UD have all of us to thank. The distance we'll go for our friends to ensure their happiness. What a wonderful bunch of people (me included. muahahaha! so what if I have thick skin?)...

Photos taken will be up soon. Once Ms Chai uploads them. *hint*