Dear So and So!

Dear Carpet Cleaning Company

When I book an appointment, and confirm I expect someone to turn up or at least call.

I don’t expect to spend ages moving furniture and wasting my time.

I don’t expect to finally track a number down, ring and be told that the number is that of the new owner who lives in an entirely different area.

What a crock!

Her who is NOT happy and still has a manky carpet!

*******

Dear snow.

You may now bugger off.

You were cute until after the first snowmen were made. Now you are cold and slippery.

I am not amused with you,

Go away.

Her who is cold and cranky because she has a manky carpet.

*******

Dear Aquafit

I so kicked your butt on Wednesday. I’m actually feeling quite proud of myself.

I got into a swimsuit.

I remembered to pack my towels and shampoo…..

Damn shame I shaved all of my legs apart from the strip right down the front of my left leg.

Her who must try harder not to shame herself!

*****

Have a great weekend all!

Dear So and So...

My Fashion Shame – Tots100 BlogHop (April)

The Tots100 Blog Hop this month is all about unburdening yourself and showing everyone a picture where your fashion sense could be called questionable, at best. make sure you have a good dig in the photo collection and join in! (Not just for the amusement of others, but also to be in with the chance to win a fab new Samsung camera!)

Originally I thought this picture was “The One”. How far up do those jeans go? Horizontal stripes and baggy arms, hmm and the hair. Yes, I deliberately had it cut that way. I don’t know why. I wasn’t on drugs or drunk so I can only presume it was a moment of madness.

 

When I had a deeper look I found it.

THE picture that encompasses my fashion shame.

And yes, I am brave enough (gulp) to post it on the internet….

Can I just point out... It's not me who takes payment by all major debit and credit cards!

So there you have it, my finest hour, captured on film lol!

It’s not a fluffy jumper with a rainbow on the front but it just says it all. Obviously was taken at an Ann Summers party, MY party actually. You have to ask yourself what outfit I spent my commission on? (Nothing beats a pink sparkley tutu!).