Thanks to those of you who took the Friend Test (see post below) and did so well! Rob is currently top of the leader board, however, I was more than slightly worried about his score. He answered three questions incorrectly (which you may think isn’t that bad), but I have to tell you which ones he got wrong because I can’t decide which is worse. Not knowing how long we’ve been married, or not knowng the names of his own bloody cats!
Ahh, men. Dontcha just love ‘em?
Talking of love…I love the spring. I love the warmer weather, the brighter mornings, the trees beginning to look green and not brown. But is it really necessary for the entire bird population within a 50 mile radius to congregate outside my house at three in the morning? This daily ritual always begins with a 40lb blackbird perched on my window ledge and making noises which, quite frankly, shouldn’t even be possible for something with feathers. I’ll try and tape it for you…it’s absurd.
Other news:
I woke up on Saturday morning to an email from Mr Peeps himself, informing me I’ve been knocked off the site. About 10 new people were introduced at once, and I didn’t stand a chance. A bit bloody inconsiderate moving them in while I was in bed, dontcha think? Oh well…at least I made the leader board…I’m currently at number twentysomething. Thanks to everyone who kept me there for so long. X
My neighbours are putting up a little fence in their front garden and knocked on the door to let me know. “It’ll look a bit silly if we just do ours, so would you mind if we did yours as well?” Um…what do you think? LoL.
I had two mice in my front room last week, and a half eaten one on my doorstep. Bloody cats.
Talking of cats, we now have somewhere between two and five, depending on what time it is. Three neighbourhood kittens have mastered the cat flap and seem to think they live here. They don’t understand the words “get the fuck out” and have no interest in learning them. Perhaps it would help if I said it a bit louder, and didn’t pick them up for a cuddle in the process?
I keep finding little pieces of coloured glass everywhere. Last week, I found an orange piece by the bus stop. A few days ago there was a purple piece on my kitchen floor, and yesterday I found a milky white piece in my bedroom. What the hell’s that all about?
And just a few observations…..
Brown eye shadow is great when your roots are showing.
I do not look good in a red satin dressing gown with pink fluffy socks.
Cheese on toast is much nicer with pepper on the top.
Oh, I neary forgot…
Attention all UK bloggers…
This Friday (March 16) is Comic Relief’s Red Nose Day.
Mike, from Troubled Diva, is proposing to assemble and publish (in just 5 days) a collection of funny blog posts which can be sold to raise money for the charity. You only have till Wednesday to send him your favourite piece of wriring, so start looking through your archives. You can read the full guidelines here.
I think that’s it folks! Hope you all had a great weekend.
Pity it’s only for UK bloggers…
I noticed China Blue is planning on sending something in; what post do you think you’ll send in Miss?
“They don’t understand the words “get the fuck out””
RoflmNao! Laney you crack me up.
“I keep finding little pieces of coloured glass everywhere” That’s just weird.
OH KITTENS!!!!! How lucky you are, send them over to me Miss U. I want a chance to cuddle them.
So, what do you think the colored glass means??
Thinking of you.
xo
TME
So, what post are you sending in?
Would you please put that < in the line of code near the top of your blog. It’s driving me mad!
I think that when things happen in bunches, they do mean something. Whatever the glass means to you is what the glass means. I think that’s its purpose, to mean something to you.
I can’t make heads or tails out of the fact that I keep finding knickers in my car, but it must mean something, no?
I read often, comment less often, but today I just had to say….
I am sure you look greatin a red satin dressing gown…..
just lose the socks!
Oh, yeah, I forgot to mention….I think a picture of you in the red satin dressing gown, with or without socks, is now required .
“I do not look good in a red satin dressing gown with pink fluffy socks.”
Nor do I.
Steve~
Darling, no-one looks good in a red satin dressing gown with pink fluffy socks!
I’m off to find something funny…
I took the test, but wouldn’t let me get the results. *pout
Colored glass, eh? That is an interesting find.
Oh, and Men! lmao
Admit it–you could never throw out a kitten. But then what would you do with all the descendants?
Didn’t you write an entry about socks in the distant past (last year)? The mental image I have of you in fluffy pink socks is cracking me up!
I think that’s a wonderful way to make some good of our writing. Of course, I’m ineligible for this particular effort, but then my best writing is definitely not suited for a general audience!
rn_buffoon – I’ve sent in the one called Midnight Musings (about motherhood). I did give it a little rewrite…so fingers crossed…x
Kitty – I’m a sucker for cuddly things!
TME – Swap you a kitten for a puppy?
Thinking of you too – we REALLY must chat soon. x
Darfuria – I sent in the one all about you (when I couldn’t sleep when you were at the pub). And YES! I’ll do it today, I promise
Ted – I have all three pieces tucked away somewhere safe. I think they wanted to be found…to be picked up and treasured.
As for the knickers…um…I think it may mean you’re a complete tart. Either that, or your dressing room is far too small. x
Freddy- Hello there! They are HIDEOUS socks but they do keep my feet warm. Good job I was alone, right?
Ted – Never in a zillion years
Steve – Oh, I bet you’d look far better than me. Far, far better.
wdky – I’m sending my socks to B.
And um…thanks for that. Wanna slap? x
GE – Isn’t it amazing how one word: “Men” can conjure up SO many different things. Three little letters, that’s all. Amazing. LoL. x
Cherrie – They’re the same colour as your stockings, actually!
Listen…you really should get your work published…even if you do it yourself on Lulu. Check it out…it’s so cheap to do. x
The glass intrigues me, I went through a stage of finding feathers, it was a bit worring though because I have a phobia of birds!
I’ve looked at Lulu, and the thought has crossed my mind. Would any of you buy a sex manual from me? Would you buy it even if you could read the same information on my site? Or figure most of it out yourself through trial and error? I think the last alternative would be much more fun . . .
Ellie – Aww…they’re angels. Guardian angels. Finding feathers is beauiful. x
Cherrie – Yes, trial and error may be more fun! But seriously, for people who enjoy books and like to collect them – own them – the opportunity to have your work in book form would be fantastic. I would certainly buy a copy, and I think many of your friends would too. It’s also a talking piece, right? How many people do you know who can pick a book up off their shelf and say “Oh…a friend of mine wrote that!” GO FOR IT!