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| Wichery sude slingbacks with gold buckle $49.95 |
Monday, 7 January 2013
new year new shoes
My newbies. Black suede and patent Witchery slingbacks. Marked down from $169.95 to $49.95. Bargain! Head into David Jones or Wichery now and get yourself a pair of these wear-with-anything heels!
Saturday, 5 January 2013
beach etiquette
I need to have a little whine. Get something off my chest. Don't take it personally...
If you see me (or someone like me) at the beach, please DO NOT PLAY CRICKET or F-ING Frisbee right by me!!! Stay away. Back off. Find a flipping bit of space further up the deserted beach!!! I am trying to RELAX and sunbathe and enjoy the soothing sounds of nature! NOT the annoying smack of a ball being hit or the jibber jabber and shrieks of voices!
I will never understand why, some people will assume that you are happy to share your personal space with them. Especially when somewhere quiet and un-populated. If I'm on a deserted patch of endless beach, I go away from everyone else on purpose. If I wanted company I'd plonk myself down between the flags, with all the other swimmers/bathers.
My hatred of balls (the sporting kind, not the hairy ones) stems from my school days. Crossing the playground hunched over, head down, to avoid getting walloped in the face by a bloody ball! Ugh!
If you see me (or someone like me) at the beach, please DO NOT PLAY CRICKET or F-ING Frisbee right by me!!! Stay away. Back off. Find a flipping bit of space further up the deserted beach!!! I am trying to RELAX and sunbathe and enjoy the soothing sounds of nature! NOT the annoying smack of a ball being hit or the jibber jabber and shrieks of voices!
I will never understand why, some people will assume that you are happy to share your personal space with them. Especially when somewhere quiet and un-populated. If I'm on a deserted patch of endless beach, I go away from everyone else on purpose. If I wanted company I'd plonk myself down between the flags, with all the other swimmers/bathers.
My hatred of balls (the sporting kind, not the hairy ones) stems from my school days. Crossing the playground hunched over, head down, to avoid getting walloped in the face by a bloody ball! Ugh!
boobs for the new year
Aren't these lovelies just purrrfect! Mine use to look like that once (before breastfeeding two bambinos. Now my nipples could stretch to the floor and back!)... Pert. Full. Soft. Utterly delightful.
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| Photo by Glen Luchford via Treats Magazine |
today I am wearing...
Red Sea Folly bikini and Le Tan sunscreen. Perfect for a day at the beach and a couple of cheesy 'I'm at the beach, looking at sea between my legs' self pics a la LeAnn Rimes!
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| My stumps |
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| My flattened lady lumps |
Thursday, 3 January 2013
Tracey Anderson
Okay. This morning I thought to myself, enough of the slobbing around. Time to get cracking. Get moving. Get motivated!
One of my dear friends gave me a copy of her Tracey Anderson workout. I have TA's Mat Workout DVD which I really like (as much as you can like work out DVDs that is), but fancied a change of 'routine'. But my goodness Miss T!!! I've just gotten round to watching it. How on earth can you concentrate on the moves?! I can't take my eyes off Tracey's tits!!!
One of my dear friends gave me a copy of her Tracey Anderson workout. I have TA's Mat Workout DVD which I really like (as much as you can like work out DVDs that is), but fancied a change of 'routine'. But my goodness Miss T!!! I've just gotten round to watching it. How on earth can you concentrate on the moves?! I can't take my eyes off Tracey's tits!!!
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| The perfectly petite and sexy Ms Anderson |
today I am wearing...
A practical summer day at home outfit for today. Chores to do, a pool to clean, kids to amuse (actually the new Xbox does that), tan to work on. So comfy Mix shorts, Just Jeans top, glass bead and bare feet!
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| Mix shorts, Just Jeans top and belt, glass beads |
a year in words
Hello 2013! A new year. A new diary to fill. I wonder what this year holds... What stories will we get to tell.
I've written a daily diary nearly every day since the age of 10 or 11. I don't know why I started, or why I continue, as I rarely read back through them, unless looking for the date I did something particular. But it is such a part of my routine that if I don't write, I feel bad until I do. I just can't stand the idea of blanks in my life.
When my dear husband and I backpacked round Australia (we were just boyfriend and girlfriend back then), I wrote long entries of what we did and where we went and who we met, and how I felt. Then when we packed up and left for home (via a month in Canada) I realised I'd left my diary in a drawer in our hostel room. I was gutted. It was never found. Probably thrown out by the cleaners...
Once, in high school, I had to rapidly re-write almost a whole years worth of diary entries, as a suspicious, jealous boyfriend wanted to read it. He thought (quite rightly) that I'd been seeing other people behind his back. The new, edited version proved my innocence of course!
So far, my new 2013 dairy, just summarises lazy days at home. It's such lovely summer weather, the only thing to do is to laze by and in the pool. I hope it's a happy year. No dramatic or traumatic events. Just life. Easy, cheerful, healthy, nice.
I've written a daily diary nearly every day since the age of 10 or 11. I don't know why I started, or why I continue, as I rarely read back through them, unless looking for the date I did something particular. But it is such a part of my routine that if I don't write, I feel bad until I do. I just can't stand the idea of blanks in my life.
When my dear husband and I backpacked round Australia (we were just boyfriend and girlfriend back then), I wrote long entries of what we did and where we went and who we met, and how I felt. Then when we packed up and left for home (via a month in Canada) I realised I'd left my diary in a drawer in our hostel room. I was gutted. It was never found. Probably thrown out by the cleaners...
Once, in high school, I had to rapidly re-write almost a whole years worth of diary entries, as a suspicious, jealous boyfriend wanted to read it. He thought (quite rightly) that I'd been seeing other people behind his back. The new, edited version proved my innocence of course!
So far, my new 2013 dairy, just summarises lazy days at home. It's such lovely summer weather, the only thing to do is to laze by and in the pool. I hope it's a happy year. No dramatic or traumatic events. Just life. Easy, cheerful, healthy, nice.
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