A Thursday Afternoon

How to have a lovely Thursday Afternoon:

1. Wear shorts because it is hot hot hot out (yay, Summer!)
2. Head to Brick Lane after work
3. Meet up with the sweetest girls (Charlotte, Melodie and Abigail) at the coolest cafe (Kahaila!)
4. Order a cake and an iced coffee for your dinner because you are a responsible adult
5. Have long chats about weddings, Disney movies, cheese, baking and moving to other countries
6. Wander through the streets of London
7. Attempt selfies on windy bridges with the sun in your eyes
8. Finally get a (pretty) decent one
9. Laugh until your face hurts because all the non-decent ones are ridiculously bad
10. Go home with a happy heart

Fin.

Thursday Night

Last Thursday night after work we headed to The Loft in Clapham for boozy milkshakes. I know. Boozy milkshakes.

The place has been on my London To-Do list since before I moved over here, and what better night to go than a Thursday? Just kidding. Any night is good for boozy milkshakes. (How many times do you think I'll end up saying that in this post..)

Tiff and Joe scanned the menu

And both ordered a little mac & cheese to hold them over until the milkshakes. Don't worry, it wasn't just the mac & cheese - a couple of Stella's also held them over.

Rory and I started with a few Uncle Buck's to get the evening going.

And then it was boozy milkshake time. Should I be capitalizing that, maybe? Boozy Milkshake Time.

Tiff and Joe both went for the Chocolate Threesome, and that greenish beaut you see directly above there is a Bad Ass Pimp. Because I, myself, am a Bad Ass Pimp. (I actually ordered it because it had pistachio ice cream. Anything pistachio and I'm there.)

Obviously had some crab cakes to go with my Boozy Milkshake. Because that is a normal dinner combination.

It was a nice evening so we headed to Clapham Common with an excessive amount of wine for a Thursday.

The sunset was a beaut!

And then we got a cute little photo.

And then I got a charlie horse in my leg and ruined it.

The end.