Archive for August, 2005

Oooh, exciting!

I signed up for an evening class today - pottery!
It’s 20 weeks long, every wednesday, starting the end of September. 
Hurrah!

this and (fancy) that

I’ve been getting a lot of traffic from poker sites… what?  I don’t play online poker,  when I go to the links,  FancyThat doesn’t seem to be listed anywhere on the site.  It’s bizarre. 
I drank a bottle of wine last night, and seriously, I am the most pathetic drinker.  Ever.  I have a couple […]

I have spent eight hundred and sixty eight days of my life bleeding.  Eight HUNDRED and sixty eight days.  That’s more than two years.  TWO YEARS of my life.  Bleeding.  BLOOD.  Copious amounts, no less.
That’s even discounting the blissful time off due to the baby growing inside of me - though it was grossly made up for immediately afterward.  […]

sunday? or a banana spilt?

While I was knitting,  my husband brilliantly points it out, "Your knitting."  … "That’s so very, very unsexy."
Cheers darling. 
I’m rather impressed with myself, however unsexy it might be.
And if you are so inclined, you can buy the bag, in all it’s stunningness on eBay!
And if you are not so inclined,  can you tell me what […]

My husbands grandmother

We were watching Dora the Explorer this morning,  and she said that Dora looked like a black Betty Boop.  Eh?  Then Dora’s family were shown and she said,  “They are all like that!“  Like what?  Mexican?  Yeah.  Perhaps,  because there aren’t a lot of Mexicans here,  she doesn’t register? 
She could have registered the SPANISH and […]

-  The accents and the differing terminology.  I can’t help but like it.  I can’t hear my husbands accent anymore,  it’s just not there,  but when I meet new people, I notice it and it still makes me smile. 
-  The films and tv (not all obviously,  because quite a lot of it is really REALLY terrible).  I […]

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