I do have a nice setup for my ironing, though, and - needing to get a life - I decided to take some pictures. Here is my ironing board:
And here is my friend May recovering from surgery:
It's good to have May there, because it's keeping me going. Otherwise, I would probably have come to the internet much earlier than this. Now I'm inside because I cunningly ironed a polyester cardigan, and then started on one of Babes' new shirts, without realising that the iron was all sticky with grey stuff. I'm not sure if the shirt will make it. The iron is cooling down so I can scrub it.
I'm also trying to write a eulogy for my gran, which I have been asked to read at her funeral tomorrow. What with my writing mojo being in trouble and the heat, and the dread of speaking in front of any audience, not to mention one consisting only of the people whose opinion I care most about in the world... Well, stress.
I'm also adding one picture of Marie playing in the garden at the weekend, just because I like it and because I can:
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I'm sure your eulogy will be wonderful. That has got to be so hard.
ReplyDeleteAnd I'm sorry but really- all I can think about is that May's tummy is so flat. Can I get one of those tucks?
@ Ms. Moon - You are so right! It is awesome and so flat. However, she is saying it hurts so much just now she's regretting having it done. I'm quite sure she won't regret it in a month's time, though.
ReplyDeleteMay, which would be me, would most respectfully and endearingly like to share with everyone a philosophy I seem to have lost somewhere around wanting a Gisele Bündchen like stomach and ever so lovingly wanting to erase the fact that I've had three boys (wonderful little things).
ReplyDeleteAre you ready? It just may in fact be life changing. Could even possibly be the greatest sentiment ever spoken, well written in this case. Ok, here it is.... "If you don't like it, don't look at it". If you need to sit down, I understand.
All too often we get caught up in wanting to change our noses and boobs. Heck, some of us don't even like our feet and that is why I share with you now this little phrase. Do not be mistaken though, I'm not saying that it is you who shouldn't be looking if you don't like something about your own body. No confusion there please! That line is for everyone else. So the next time you may be feeling bad about your hair or your ears or your left knee because someone else has brought attention to it and thus making you feel inferior and not very beautiful, then please shout these words from the rooftops. "If you don't like it, don't look at it''. Of course, I might just let up a bit on the old sarcasm and change my mind if and when I can properly give myself a sponge bath....
It's me again, May. Does anyone not think this is the greatest blog ever created?! And it really has nothing to do with the fact that I love this girl to pieces. Although I don't need to read her blog to find out about her daily life (we're just a bit hooked at the hip), I wouldn't miss it for the world. It could be her writing style, the vivid imagery, or just her perspective on things but this girl is hilarious. Let me just say that when we get together, we're either about ready to pee our pants or trying to come up with an appropriate title for our latest outing's soon to be HBO mega hit! Love it, love her!
ReplyDelete@Anonymous - Yes, thank you, May. I love you too. I'm sure you will change your mind about your new philosophy once it stops hurting.
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