I log on every day to read of your tales in your latest status updates. I understand that you feel the need to share details of how wuved up you are. Really I can handle it, I'm a big girl.
But really new levels of pretention have been achieved recently haven't they.
I understand that you love your DH, but I really can't understand why he is nommy. Are you actually eating him? Is this why he is so skinny?
Why do you feel the need to photograph your food and share it with the rest of us? Are you trying to tell me that the thing with the unpronouncable list of ingredients is 'nommy' because really it looks like something I'd find in my dc's nappy. What the hell is wrong with a cheese sandwich?
Also you really aren't the centre of the universe. We don't really know where the centre of the universe is, but when we do find it I highly doubt they will find it anywhere near you.
Also I hope you regret being so judgey about the poor woman with the numourous children who you complained about and called the 'worst Mother in the world'. I seriously doubt she is and one day you might be grateful that your child ate a couple of buttons. Children are picky eaters and sometimes if they put anything into their mouths it is a victory, even if it is a plastic button.
Also crochetting chaps is just plain weird.
As you were.