And as the holiday draws to a close...
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littleheavenI am so ashamed of myself. Sometimes you just lose all control and do these things, and you know you'll regret it later, but it doesn't stop you. I got so upset at Ben from Big Brother (Australia) that I grabbed my mobile phone and voted to evict him from the house. Twice! Actally, I'm not that ashamed. I hope his ass gets kicked off this weekend. And I hope he falls face-first into the audience of livid women who want to remove his internal organs through his nostrils. Anyone who makes girls cry for fun deserves nothing less.
On a brighter note, hubby got a new job! So I am very happy. And I am babysitting some very cute rats for six weeks. They came to visit last night - Abby, Pixie, and Mini-Me. Pixie looks like she has had a permanent electric shock, her fur stands on end almost all the time. She's like an over-wound toy, tearing everywhere with manic fervour. Can you give Ritalin to rats?
I went shopping yesterday, to spend the voucher I got at last weeks' recognition awards at work. I wanted pants. Tight pants. With bootlegs. But suitable for work, y'know. I got a very nice pair of "titanium" (aka grey) low-rise stretchy bootlegs with pinstripe, and they were on sale, YAY. So of course that meant I had enough left for a matching dusky pink lace top, also on sale (over 50% off!). One of the benefits of being so petite is that most of the stuff left behind in the sales is the perfect size for me. The 12's go straight away, leaving the 8's and the 6's for moi. (US sizes 6 and 4, I believe) Shopping makes me happy! Of course now I have to take up the pants...
On a brighter note, hubby got a new job! So I am very happy. And I am babysitting some very cute rats for six weeks. They came to visit last night - Abby, Pixie, and Mini-Me. Pixie looks like she has had a permanent electric shock, her fur stands on end almost all the time. She's like an over-wound toy, tearing everywhere with manic fervour. Can you give Ritalin to rats?
I went shopping yesterday, to spend the voucher I got at last weeks' recognition awards at work. I wanted pants. Tight pants. With bootlegs. But suitable for work, y'know. I got a very nice pair of "titanium" (aka grey) low-rise stretchy bootlegs with pinstripe, and they were on sale, YAY. So of course that meant I had enough left for a matching dusky pink lace top, also on sale (over 50% off!). One of the benefits of being so petite is that most of the stuff left behind in the sales is the perfect size for me. The 12's go straight away, leaving the 8's and the 6's for moi. (US sizes 6 and 4, I believe) Shopping makes me happy! Of course now I have to take up the pants...
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Date: 2003-05-30 05:47 am (UTC)Congrats to your hubby for the new job!
Babysitting rats? Ugh. I hate the things. Couldn't do it. Even hamsters give me the creeps. We've hamster-sat for friends and I had to wear rubber gloves to touch them. Having them scampering about the house in those plastic balls was unnerving, not to mention the noises they make all the time at night...
Isn't shopping fun- and therapeutic! You're lucky to be non standard size. I'm a 10-12 and it's true that there's never anything left that you'd want to buy.
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Date: 2003-05-30 04:22 pm (UTC)If you don't like rats, you'd hate my house. In addition to the three visitors, I have seven of my own. Go to www.geocities.com/littleclaire70 for a peek - they are really cute! You might change your mind :0)