A new career

We were in bed and Mark kept coughing and me being a caring wife said 'Jesus can you fucken shut up'. He said 'you're a bitch you have been mean to me tonight', I said' bullshit you are imagining it'. He said 'you are trying to poison me with Turkish Delight (I evilly offered him a chocolate in a flavor he can't stand) and now I can't even cough. Take your dogs and go sleep in the spare room'. I said  'I will then', and then in a high pitched crazy animal lovers voice 'come on puppies mummy loves you the best.' and then pretended Shaggy the poodle was coughing and said 'Shaggy are you ok, you are coughing, here let Mummy pat your back' or something like that.

 

Treat 'em mean, keep 'em keen.

 

Now if one of my friends or workmates was coughing, I would offer to make a lemon and honey drink and offer coughing sympathy. But Mark carries on as if I am torturing him if I make him a lemon drink.

 

Mum is just as bad, I remember she has a really nice boyfriend once, and he got an attack of the sneezes, loud ferocious sneezes and she cracked it and threw a box of tissues at him and said 'blow your nose and shut up'. He was so upset. We should have been nurses.

50

It can't really be ten years since my 40th party.

My 50th was even bigger. It was like Moomba in my house. And I have my family and friends to thank. I probably wouldn't have had a party, but my husband, sister-in-law and besties insisted. And I realised the party wasn't just for me, it was for my friends. And I am grateful and humbled.

  

There was high tea, frozen cocktails, a tipi, a bra tree, a boobie cake, a fire twirler, belly dancers, poodles, a cartoonist, bikies, sharpies, punks, guests and me.

Brain freeze!

 and a giant!

Slacko

I didn't realise it had been so long since I last posted. I had these grand plans of regular posts during my month off, but completely forgot I even had a blog. I did a lot of craft, made some mobiles from crap I had lying around, and I also finished that velvet throw for the couch. I did plan on covering the cushions and making something that fit the form of the couch, but the couch is old, and not far from being sent to the tip, so I unpicked the cushions and made a throw instead.