Not an amusing situation for my poor Mum, but I have just watched my potty training nephew wee in her handbag!
I was laughing so hard – which I tried to do silently, as praise for weeing in a handbag is not a Super Nanny tactic that I am aware of – that I couldn’t help! Bless him…he hates the toilet, sits on the potty for hours without doing anything, yet spots an open handbag and decides that this is a great place to unleash!
The highlight(?!) of my day has been a bit of a girlie evening. I was at my sisters whilst she had her nails done by my cousins friend, so my cousin was there too…we had a lovely catch up. There was wine, and peanuts, and red sparkly nails, silver sparkly nails…none of which I went for…but I am just not sure about all of this stuff really.
I learnt about acrylic nails, and shellac, and whether you have round, square or ‘squoval’ nails. I saw a UV lamp in action too. There was also a box with a multitude of colours in it! I soon learnt that the fecking stuff stinks…I feel as high as a kite now, but seem to have been the only girl there who could smell it…maybe another indicator that this ‘stuff’ just isn’t for me!
Whilst I love catching up with people – which was the real highlight of my evening – the girlie stuff escapes me at times. I love a good Clinique facemask, and cleanse, tone and moisturise…but the rest of it has always been the domain of other girls. Maybe I never felt girlie because of my size, I don’t know. It’s not a ‘poor me’ moment…I just have never been into this stuff, always being happy in a pair of wellies and a Barbour jacket as a kid growing up…right into my teens. Whilst my friends were worrying about boys and make-up, I was wondering whether I could get a clear round over a cross country course on a crazy snorting horse!
It’s not that I have no pride in myself either. I just spend more time at the gym and stables…and that for me is the domain of a t-shirts and leggings. Make-up slides off my face and I think the horses would wonder who the feck I was if I turned up wearing the stuff. Plus, acrylic nails and horses generally don’t mix…not when you are on a DIY yard anyway!
That’s it for me today really…I am feeling a bit strange after the girlie fumes and so will call it a night…plus, it’s gone 9.30pm and I haven’t cooked dinner yet!
Mr WLB isn’t a happy bunny today…I think he wants to vent…
‘I forgot to pack my swimming kit and by the time WLB’s class was due to start it was too late to go home, so I had an hour and a half to kill and headed to the cafe to get a drink.
Unfortunately once they had poured the chocolate, and I’d asked about paying on my debit card, the girl serving said I’d need to spend at least £5. This was the end result!…
Just goes to show how boredom can make people eat!’
Bless him…one day I will write a post about Mr WLB and his moments of forgetfulness…like the night we were having beans on toast for dinner, and he forgot the beans…come on – the clue is in the title!
Breakfast: Banana porridge (5 syns).
A gorgeous food day! Banana porridge for brekkie. My Asda meat free burgers for lunch, with gherkins – you can’t beat a gherkin! Dinner was gorgeous – onion, mushrooms, peppers, mini sweetcorn, mange tout, green beans, spinach, chicken, Thai green paste, coconut Muller light – with rice…lush.
Exercise: 60 minutes of aquafit and swimming.
Thank you for reading,
Weight Loss Bitch xxx