thought that after over 9 months is finally time to time again to spend an evening without Emma, but you may be mistaken. Last week, already bursting of the long-planned girls night when the mouse was fixed extremely mama and wanted to be brought in any case by the father to bed. And as my heart bleeds when she sobs and screams so heart rending I stayed home. After this disappointment was overcome was still the view of the fashionable corporate Christmas party at the exclusive China Club . But this stuff should not be. At first I said the ordered taxi and I was close to tears, as the minutes passed only Sun Rico chose during which fingers to the bone, but it was no longer raise another taxi. Under protest on my part he finally called our neighbors and thanks to this spontaneous neighborhood help, I came an hour late to the party. There I was just in the last sentences with the opening speech to welcome a little worn out then love colleagues. Shortly afterwards, the zipper of my purse just recently acquired broken and said something to me as even that was not my day. But I cared for my rumbling stomach and first visited the delicious buffet. But even that was not granted, for even in the meal, I felt unusually uncomfortable. I pushed it to the rabble-rousing and I tried to relax. Meanwhile, a colleague made me more aware of a great big grease stain on my new dress. My stomach cramped, more and more rebellious and ultimately total. I lost the fight and spent more time with your head hanging over the toilet bowl noble than the traditional speech Nikolaus our company. Shortly thereafter, I went to the home, for the evening was more than ample run. The night I was allowed to beat thanks to the stomach also tune to the ears. My very first stomach infection could actually occur at a better time. Let's see when I start the next attempt at a child-free evening.
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