Hello everyone, early start today as I'm off out - to a craft fair. Likelihood of shaggable men flogging handcrafted sparkly stuff ? Big fat fecking zero, I'm assuming.
Puma, as Startingover said post away - we've all got our vomit-stained/snot marked maternal badges ( pinned next to our ' Need a Shag' brooches and ' Steer Clear of Lecturers' pins ) so will be happy to listen to whatever you want to offload.
Mmmwine, the man is clearly an arse, unless he comes up with a fabulous excuse and/or alcohol/diamonds/oral sex. He's not worthy of you, get on the search for a CLGS or MD.
Loobie, I imagine you're still in CLGS's shagpad - perhaps he'll even make you a bacon butty afterwards ( I am weeping with jealousy ).
Mavis, I always felt that looking after small children was like being stuck on a hamster wheel - I hope the mince pies and X-Factor hit the spot.
Beauty, good god I laughed myself senseless at your post about XH coming round, especially him wanking himself senseless over your wedding photos - I'm sure he's woken with Beauty induced Repetitive Strain Injury. It's funny that you accidentally fell into full-on megawatt Dumpling glamour as I have a feeling that I may well, in an entirely unplanned way, send Bollock Face a photo of myself molto tarted up and flirting on Friday night after I've had a few voddies.
In answer to your questions, I will be covering myself up with a full length midnight blue velvet coat before I get to the party and unleash my bazoomas on the World and < shuffles feet, looks at the floor shamefacedly > I have been having text conversations with Bollock Face for the past few days,consisting of him sending me around 20 texts per day. Yeah, I know.
Startingover, I see the little sex devil sitting on your shoulder has convinced you to ignore the mum tat - absolutely the right decision imo - I've been thinkng about it ( I need to get out more ) - you could either buy him an adhesive dressing from Boots and insist he covers it up before you get down to it or you could pretend the tattoo's of someone else depending on who it looks like ( Maureen Lipman/Beryl Reid/Ronnie Barker ). If things get serious you could give him an ultimatum - ' Laser the old dear or it's over '.
I apologise for the wanking arm comment,try to forget it, however your description of MD ( and a certain amount of Pinot Noir, to be entirely truthful ) - you know 6', tanned, great body left me in such a fit of envy ( 'but I want one !')that I sent a suggestive late night text to Bollock Face. I am racked with shame and regret, albeit slightly coloured by the knowledge that he will have sought the company of Mrs Palm and her 5 lovely daughters.