here are my new shoes
You must realise the trauma I am going through to post this. DH and Boo have got grumbly tummies and there is a permanent green haze enveloping the house. I have ventured inside from my hidey hole outside to post this for you all, my lovelies.
DH took the photo this morning just before I left for work.
DH ‘What is the photo for’
Me ‘Stop grumbling and take the freaking photo, or I will do it myself’
DH ‘If I angle this camera right, I can see right up your skirt’
Me ‘Not in Movember, buddy’
DH eyeing me warily ‘Do any men read your blog?’
Me ‘What? Nah, it’s just about housework and cooking and shit. Nothing guys would be interested in. Only women blog. It’s so not a guy thing’
DH ‘So why do you care that you think your ankles look fat in the photo?’
Me ‘Cause women are biatches and I gotta keep the lesbians happy’
DH with a glint in his eye ‘Lesbians? Did you say lesbians?’
Me ‘Fuck off idiot. It aint never EVER gunna happen, now give me that camera before you end up with a stiletto in the forehead’