OK, because of logistics, you probably aren’t invited to the wedding. I’d love to have you, really, only no one in our real lives knows about the blog and it’s best we keep it that way. This was the invitation
A Typical Weekend
This weekend I accomplished the following: 1) Mowed the lawn* 2) Got drunk (too much stress) and shagged my boyfriend* 3) Made breakfast. OK, actually, I made it on Saturday (bacon sarnies for them, an egg bagel for me. He
I’m Not Stupid
Assumptions. We all have them. We all make them. There’s some ridiculous saying about how an assumption makes an ass out of you and me, but I don’t really get it – I twig that it’s some kind of cut
Protected: Both Sides of the Coin
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How To Create A Front Door
1) Try to strip the existing front door in mad, vain hope that it can be salvaged. Give up when you realize it’s not salvageable. Accept with degree of weariness that you now look like a very religious household indeed.

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