Monday, 14 May 2012

Always a Bridesmaid...

Good afternoon readers. Currently sitting in work considering what I can do to keep myself entertained so checked out my blog and surprise surprise (not really surprised at all, there should be a font to express sarcasm) I've not blogged in months.

So thought I would give those dedicated readers
an update.

Do you watch Monk? You should. I had a Monkathon and stayed up until 7am, it was awesome, I would have stayed up longer but I was falling asleep. It's certainly caught up with me today, a lack of sleep whilst you're trying to recover from acute bronchitis is not good.

I think I got bronchitis, ain't nobody got time for that. (Search "Ain't Nobody Got Time For That" on youtube and look for the remix, you're in for a treat.)

Ooofff, somebody in work is eating a pasty, it is making me all nostalgic for the good old days when we used to get a pasty for lunch as a treat, or on a trip out. Sayers cheese pasty, warm, straight out of the bag. Not too hot though, because then you do that stupid thing were you eat and make a noise like Hannibal Lecter. A bigger treat was if you got a cornflake cake, well to be fair there was usually a choice, but I do love a cornflake cake. I made them for the housewarming parties I had.

I had a lovely drive yesterday in the twilight it was very tranquil and I realised what lovely scenery the UK has. I could have just kept on driving if the sky had stayed liked that, I wonder where I would have ended up. All the way up the m6 no doubt.

My chocolate buttons are melting and sticking together, it's just no fun, although they still taste just as nice, especially when three are stuck together, it's 3x the chocolate.

Tell you what has disappointed me recently, I'm bridesmaid for two of my sister's this year and one of them has been inconsiderate enough to have their wedding on the evening of the Eurovision song contest, how rude!!! How ever will I manage to get through it without seeing if Britain comes away with no points or not. That's inconsiderate of her. I'll just have to pretend I'm at Eurovision and sing crazy songs at the top of my voice through the whole ceremony, throwing in the ocassional word I know of a different language.
I will win Eurovision.