It has been a very strange day.
It started with me being woken up by Adoring Husband's alarm. It had already gone off once and he thought he'd turned it off, but instead he had accidentally put it on snooze. Of course he was out of the room when the alarm went off, so at 4.30am, I was climbing over the bed trying to find the phone to turn the alarm off.
I get very cranky when I am woken unnecessarily.
Adoring Husband was awake that early because the SES had been activated to go down to Brisbane and assist with the storm damage.
For this reason, I had to go do AH's work for him this morning.
It seems that AH didn't screw the lid on the tall spray bottle of blue cleaning solution the last time he used it. The bottle fell to the ground leaving the spray nozzle in my hand, the blue solution sprayed upwards over both of my legs and onto one leg of my white shorts. It oozed into my thongs, sprayed up the wall and then the bottle tipped over leaving a puddle of thick goo about 30 cms in diameter.
The language that spewed from my mouth was not at all ladylike .. and I did not care!
It took me quite a while to clean up that lovely mess and by the time I got home, the blue had well and truly stained my shorts. I scrubbed them with Sard's Wonder Soap and let them soak. They are now in the washing machine .. I will report on the successful removal of said stain (or non removal).
I changed out of the shorts into another pair of white shorts to go for coffee.
While I was waiting for my coffee, I bought a banana and was chomping away on it, when some woman stopped and said "Is that your breakfast?" When I replied "Yes" she responded with "That's very naughty. Don't you know that breakfast is the most important meal of the day?" and then she promptly coughed and spluttered all over me - suffering from the flu. So I said "Obviously your hearty breakfast has done you the world of good!"
We had a conversation and I set her straight on healthy breakfasts and what the health and diet industries have lied about for the last 40 years. Her idea of a healthy breakfast, was not in the slightest bit healthy!
I believe she will think twice in the future, before commenting on anything that I'm eating because I'm not backwards on coming forward when it comes to food and nutrition!! She did apologise to me for trying to sound like my mother, but I think she was just sorry that she chose ME to pick on lol.
Then my coffee arrived and as my continuing luck would have it, I spilled the coffee over one leg of THOSE shorts. Seriously!? Another scrubbing session ensued.
By this time, I decided that to put value and safety into the remainder of the day, I should remain at home and try to avoid doing anything. I didn't want to tempt fate any further.
So that's what I did.
Here are the photos of Chicklet that I promised.
Now, I await Adoring Husband's phone call to find out how his day went.
Nite all.
I'm lazy and selfish and spend too much time on the internet. I love to be creative with photography and jewellery and sketching with pencil and pastels. I'm happier now than I have ever been and I love everything about my life ... where I live, my home, my fantastic grown up children, my lifestyle, my friends, my dogs and last but not least my wonderful adoring husband. Life is good!
Nice to see you!
Three major events occurred for me last year (2010), all in the space of about 2 weeks. I turned 50. The following day I got married. Two weeks later, my oldest daughter became pregnant with her first child and my first grandchild.
Most middle-aged people will tell you that in their minds, they still feel 20 something. It's the same for me.
Wasn't it only yesterday that I was planning a night out with guys from the surf club? That gorgeous new perm. Flaired, cuffed denims and the red t-shirt with the off-the-shoulder frill. Corked platform wedgies. **sigh**
Suddenly I'm looking in the mirror and wondering how 30 years can flash by so damned quickly!
So here I am in cyberspace, sharing my genuine shock and horror with anyone who'll listen and maybe I'll even meet some other over 50s who find themselves in the same predicament!
Welcome to my dilemna!!
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