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

Thursday, 29 April 2010

Zachary

I know I know he's an amphibian.
Taxonomy isn't my strong point.
But he is gorgeous in his froggy way...

Friday, 19 September 2008

Happy List


London come rain or shine
Chocolate
Buying secret gifts and hiding them in the cupboard in the sitting room
Having a very secret ten pound note in the tin by the fruit bowl
Having a five pound note in a blue pot next to my perfume
Toast and strawberry jam
Receiving good emails/parcels/kisses
Making humans feel better with my wisdom/humour/winks
Making Monty get on my shoulders
Naughtiness but only on Friday and that solely dependent on knees and Radio 4 output
Feeding pigeons in Do Not Feed Pigeons zone
Basques for dressing up only
Beer coated sausages when watching a horror film with mash
Having my photograph taken on a Monday
Christmas
Writing a good line of poetry
Chinese food in my pyjamas
Chicken curry in my socks
Feeling confident for longer than 24 hours
Hand feeding tuna to Monty on my knees
Having something to look forward to however simple
Making videos of me prancing about making a plank of myself
Steak, chips, tomato ketchup and bread and butter
Being saucy
Four Ports

Friday, 12 September 2008

Having A Pink Moment


Because it's Friday and my hair is getting greyer and England won on Wednesday and I'm looking forward to Saturday, here are a couple, well a few, actually a very lot of girly things I'm very guilty of...(dreadful syntax)
I'm gonna have fun with this!

1. Going gooey if I see a hairy chest. (and I don't mean mine)
2. Prancing around in front of a mirror modelling a new handbag
3. Wanting to squeeze puppies tummies
4. Wanting to hold babies in funny hats
5. Erotic underwear. Mostly from La Senza.
6. Nipping the top off a marshmallow and sticking it on my nose. Nose? Yes that's right, NOSE!
7. Gorgeous funny sensitive hairy men with big qualifications, who can cook. Not many of those about:(
8. Lipstick. Always, well sometimes, Pink and always, well sometimes, Red:)
9. Spraying myself stupid with my current favourite perfume. 'Beautiful' by Estee Lauder
10. Love poetry/Quotes
11. Candlelight. I'm so romantic
12. Torchlight. I'm so desperate!
12. Men who look like gorillas:)
13. Men who just look:(
14. Dancing to Disco tunes when I've had two double Ports.
15. Blowing kisses at men drivers who give way to me at a junction
16. Crying when I'm in a rage/in a tizz/feeling useless
17. Johnson's 'Dreamy Skin' body cream. One spread and I'm dead!
18. Snuggling Monty. And saying utterly idiotic things like "Izzooo mummy's babbykins"
19. Letting my imagination take me wherever I want to go. Mostly to someone's heart.
20. Thick Chocolate/Thin blouses/Thick saucepans
21. Dogs in bandages.
22. Gruff voices/Sexy voices/Gentle voices
23. Wearing combat trousers up ladders to get cobwebs/spiders and then calling for help
24. Winking
and
25. Egg-Heads with mighty biceps!

Crikey, I never realized I was so girly, must be my age!

Monday, 1 September 2008

Stupid Woman!

Monty is in the bath but it's me who's in a lather.
I've had an exceptionally tiring day, what with banging my head against a brick wall and squeezing blood out of the proverbial stone, I've just about had enough!
But as Scarlett O'Hara said 'Tomorrow is another day'.
So bugger it. She didn't say bugger it, I did.
I've written a half decent poem and will be post it tomorrow; can't do it now on account of not knowing where I've put it.
And so on that idiotic note I head for bed.