Taking the Rough with the Smooth
So, okay, this blog has been a little bit... shall we understate it and say 'negative' this week, yes? So I will try hard with today's post to keep it a bit more cheerful.
That might be hard though, considering we have MIL's birthday dinner with the full Munster clan on Sunday. We have to pay for a roast dinner (ick, my LEAST favourite food unless it's home cooked, and certainly something I despise when it's one of those 'go up and help yourself to meat that's been sitting out for three hours' type affairs), and won't be able to afford enough drink to make me able to stand spending a day with The Narrow Minded Ones. BUT it is a good opportunity to dress inappropriately, grope Him under the table and flirt with waiting staff, since the outlaws already hate me and therefore I can enjoy living up to my reputation as The Harlot Who Stole His Christian Soul. See? I'm putting a positive spin on it!
Okay, try to think of some proper good news...
Well, I cashed in some old premium bonds I found lying around and am now £65 better off. That's good. Especially since my combats have finally died, leaving me with just ONE pair of trousers (jeans) to my name. I feel a shopping trip coming on tomorrow...
What else? Um... After some laziness in the last couple of weeks, I've got back on track with exercise and did Cardiobox on Monday and last night, and Core Stability on Wednesday. That's three workouts in four days - I am an exercise goddess! (And we'll ignore the fact that my stomach muscles ache like fuck, shall we?!)
And finally... (desperately trying to think of something else good)... Oh, I know! We had a fantastic shag last night!
And on that note...
xx
That might be hard though, considering we have MIL's birthday dinner with the full Munster clan on Sunday. We have to pay for a roast dinner (ick, my LEAST favourite food unless it's home cooked, and certainly something I despise when it's one of those 'go up and help yourself to meat that's been sitting out for three hours' type affairs), and won't be able to afford enough drink to make me able to stand spending a day with The Narrow Minded Ones. BUT it is a good opportunity to dress inappropriately, grope Him under the table and flirt with waiting staff, since the outlaws already hate me and therefore I can enjoy living up to my reputation as The Harlot Who Stole His Christian Soul. See? I'm putting a positive spin on it!
Okay, try to think of some proper good news...
Well, I cashed in some old premium bonds I found lying around and am now £65 better off. That's good. Especially since my combats have finally died, leaving me with just ONE pair of trousers (jeans) to my name. I feel a shopping trip coming on tomorrow...
What else? Um... After some laziness in the last couple of weeks, I've got back on track with exercise and did Cardiobox on Monday and last night, and Core Stability on Wednesday. That's three workouts in four days - I am an exercise goddess! (And we'll ignore the fact that my stomach muscles ache like fuck, shall we?!)
And finally... (desperately trying to think of something else good)... Oh, I know! We had a fantastic shag last night!
And on that note...
xx
posted by Mookmoo at 9:21 am
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