Showing posts with label being boring. Show all posts
Showing posts with label being boring. Show all posts

Friday, 15 May 2009

Same old Same old

My life is not exciting, maybe other people's isn't either but I am disgruntled that mine isn't. I am hoping to reverse this on Saturday, there may be drinking, sneaky smoking and possibly a smidgeon of flirting.

To illustrate to you how unexciting my life is I will give you the weeks edited highlights.

Today I have cleaned the kitchen, I only just refrained from photographing and blogging it.

I got locked in at school (not where you want a lock in is it?) on Tuesday.

I have bought fitflops, my daughters have disowned me, they feel it's a slippery slope to crocs.

My friend C told me that men(she reckons about 5) have sidled up beside her in Manchester Central Library and have proceeded to interfere with themselves. She went on to add "in a variety of positions"

Wednesday, 14 May 2008

Rock n Roll

Last night The Beautiful Son came into my bedroom and said to me, quite seriously too, " You're up late, and you're still in your clothes!!! "

Readers, it was 10 to 10

Gives you a flavour of what a rock n roll lifestyle I have, usually in my jammies and in bed by 9.

Jealous now, aren't you ?