CURLY AND CANDID

Dear Gardening Fans,

I apologise to all of you who found my blog this week by Googling gardening related search terms and ended up on my post titled “The Lady Garden“.

No Alan Titchmarsh here folks, move on!

Her who would love to say she is ashamed but would be lying.

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Dear the person who sent me a long email in response to the above mentioned post.

I know you say you are a woman but I think we know different.

Weird, just weird!

Her who is not easily shocked so it was a wasted effort.

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Dear Teething

Back for round two I see, thanks! (written with mild sarcasm).

The 13m old is no less arsey now than he was when the first lot came through at 6 months.

Her who is covered in dribble

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Dear People who have not paid their invoices from 2011.

You will be hearing from me this week and I will have my “I am not amused” tone on.

You have been warned,

Her who thinks it would be easier if you just coughed up!

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Dear 2012

I do believe I am kicking your arse so far this year. On with the slimming and being healthier (and exercise if kinect can count), and with several new clients and exciting projects already.

Do I get a shiny badge?

Her who likes shiny badges.

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Dear all who read Curly & Candid

Happy New Year! I hope you’ve had a cracking Christmas and have hit the ground running now everything is back to “normal”.

There will be lots of new stuff for you to read, ponder over and mostly laugh at in 2012 so if you don’t want to miss out be a doll and subscribe via either email, a reader or NetworkedBlogs (see the side bars). Google Friend Connect is being discontinued in March so I wouldn’t bother clicking that 🙂

Thanks!!

On New Year’s Eve instead of getting the goose grease and shoehorn out to try and get myself into something resembling a going out outfit we opted for a night in. Back on with the saggy jeans! Phew!

You see, sad as it sounds. I prefer staying in. When Roy and I got together we went out every Friday and Saturday night, we had a blast. However, even before the kids arrived we had started to slow down. We are just home bods. Sometimes we watch whatever we’ve recorded on Sky+, sometimes we hit the Kinect (and I kick his backside at whatever we are playing), sometimes we do our own thing like read (did I mention I now have a Kindle?) and sometimes I work or play about on the internet while he does his own thing. Other times we have people round for something to eat or a drink, we don’t completely close ourselves off from the world.

At the end of the day, we are comfortable enjoying our leisure time in a leisurely way. Some “friends” consider us to be a bit boring or stuck in the mud but we don’t stay in because we have nothing better to do, can’t afford it or whatever, we stay in because we want to! Shocking isn’t it?

Are you a home bod? Have you traded in nights out on the tiles for nights in on the sofa? Are you someone who looks forward to getting out and about and would be bored silly staying a home of an evening? Is staying in the new going out?

*This article is written on behalf of Foxy Bingo