The Shoes!

Also I got "THE" shoes..


Well not the exact pair but I decided to go for the mid wedge, as in truth I am a bit of a wuss when it comes to shoes and I didn't want to buy them and never wear them.


But I have a pair of ASH WEDGES..... WOO Freaking HOO!!!

I'm Procrastinating

I have a little plan for a new business venture, nothing ground breaking or earth shattering, I am not planning on taking over the world not yet anyway but a plan none the less. 


But... I keep putting it off, I'm not sure why. I'm pretty much ready to go but I am stalling


Along with dragging my feet finishing the decorating...


I am hoping its because I am  a bit tired pesky sodding life sapping sleep avoiding kids and that in a few weeks I will be back to my usual hit it like a buffalo self


So my word of the moment is procrastination  lazy, along with irritable, bad tempered, knackered....

I would sell my soul for these shoes

I don't know what's up with me at the moment but I have a wish list as long as my arm and number one on my list are these shoes.

The only problem is they are a £145, I'm sure if I shop around I could get them cheaper but still... A hundred and forty five pounds... For a pair of wedged plimsolls! Now once upon a time not so long ago I wouldn't have batted an eyelash at spending £145 on a pair of shoes but I am now a bit older, a bit wiser, a lot skinter so I am struggling to justify or afford £145 but oh my god I really want these fricking shoes!!!


I am willing to sell shares in my soul, I was a bit naughty in the past so I don't think I have a pass into the pearly gates so I may as well get nice shoes instead, any donations will be very gratefully received.

Silent Sunday

Hate!

Have I told you how much I hate balloons? No? Well I do, I hate balloons and clowns and butterfly's and ladybirds and snot! but mostly I hate balloons and it seems like my house always full of fecking balloons.

My mum bought my eldest a Dora balloon, which somehow managed to escape (I didn't do it governor, honest) Amelia was devastated as it floated off into space but I was pleased, happy even.

If I ever meet a person who makes balloons I cannot be held responsible for my actions!

This is Dora going into space

Decorating - The Play Room

We are currently decorating pretty much the whole house, I love and hate decorating with equal measure - I hate doing it but I love it when its done but I suppose that is pretty much everyone's view. I also volunteered to do the painting (why oh why oh why) but I did, so not much point moaning about it now.


Anyway the first room has been finished and that's the children's play room. Its always been a room that we haven't really used, its been a dining room (that was never used), a junk room (that was used), the dogs room.. you get the gist. So we've decked it out for the girls. I'm not really into bright and vibrant but as its a play room I wanted it to be exactly that! 


Lets just hope it means the toys stay in there and not all over the house...

After

Before

Not the best photo but its the best one I could find

(this was also Amelia rolling at 4 months old)

Bloggers Block

I have five minutes to spare so I thought I'd do a quick blog but for once in my life I don't have anything to say. I don't really have anything to moan about apart from the normal stuff which I always moan about. Nothing exciting is happening, I have a couple of work in progress blogs on the go but nothing I can run with now. So I am a bit finger twiddly, I'm a bit bored!


I might just post a picture of my boobs and leave it at that!