Showing posts with label I'm just saying. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I'm just saying. Show all posts

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Destination dressing gown

On the week that your first born leaves their teenage years and hits 20 you need to:


  • get a haircut and colour

  • buy and wear new stylish flattering clothes

  • receive at least 15 disbelieving "Oh my , you have a 20 year old ?" type comments

  • have a rich exciting rewarding week, with people to see and soirees to attend
Do not :


  • have a cold which leads you to sandpapering the end of your nose off , so you look Rudolph all week combined with a skin outbreak of High School Musical proportions

  • have so little sleep that coherent sentences are beyond you

  • wear the same tired clothes to work that you have been wearing for years because you are determined not to buy new clothes till you lose weight.

  • get a cold sore

  • be growing out your hair so you now look like you have scalped an eight year old boy for his lank, hanging dead straight at your ears type hair (only with grey bits)

  • look forward to your dressing gown as a weekend destination

(The voice of experience)

Monday, November 22, 2010

Blogless

Teenagers who use up all of their mother's Internets, rendering her almost blogless for a week do not actually deserve the quilt that said wonderful mother is making for them.
(and were the same thing to occur next month, there will a gnashing of teeth and a roaring of roars unlike anything said teenagers have ever witnessed)

Sunday, August 17, 2008