I am 12 weeks pregnant!

The title of this post is misleading. If you are expecting a sentimental post about how beautiful Amsterdam looks during twilight you should click away now (or breathe a sigh of relief). I did go to Amsterdam last night but the only twilight I experienced was the joy of twilight bowling.

It was Colleen’s birthday so we went out for Thai and then bowled from 11.30pm until the early hours of today. The music was insanely loud, the shoes were dodgy and I bowled respectably. By that I mean the ball stayed in my lane, I didn’t throw it backwards or cause any serious injuries. The young gay girls in the next lane provided us with a constant source of amusement. Their out-there dance moves distracted the boys, but not enough for us to beat them.