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I have never been a girlie girl. I broke my nose when I was a kid from playing football. I used to play war out the back with my brother Mike and our arch-enemy Jamie Lee who lived in a house where his back garden backed onto ours. Daniel Harker was forever switching teams from our team to Jamie's team. Weapons were often made out of plywood with nails stuck in the end - we meant business. I used to go fishing and have always had more male mates than female mates. Females have generally got on my nerves with all their erm, femininity?

The only skirts I ever wore were for times when I absolutely had to (funerals, job interviews etc.); I haven't owned a dress since my mum was dressing me and my sister the same.

So why is it since I got pregnant I've gone all girlie? For my first 34 years on this earth I bit my nails til there was nothing left (literally ); after years of trying to stop, I stopped straight away and now have the most amazing talons - I get really annoyed when I break one!

I even went into town today specifically to buy me some of these:



They're gorgeous by the way - I bought a bottle of black and a bottle of green today but I plan on getting the blue, orange, slutty red if they have it, purple; heck, I want the collection!

I have a little makeup bag which I take everywhere with me and I've constantly got lippy on, even if I'm just in the house alone!

I've also been looking at vegan cookery books to buy so that I can bake some lovely cakes. I have no-one to cook them for and I'm so fat now I can no longer squeeze my mahoosive butt into my fave jeans!! So, learning to bake cakes really isn't a good idea so why am I looking to do things like this?

I've become obsessed with shoes; I can't stop buying them even if I don't need them

It's the most bizarre thing ever! I'm turning into a fucking girl and the most worrying thing of all is that I'm quite enjoying it

In other news; I realised while out with Jim this morning that had me and Stinky stayed together, it would have been our anniversary today. Yeah, whatever. I really couldn't give a shit. It's weird to think that it was only a few months ago that I felt that I couldn't live without him. The only thing is I have been reminiscing today at the most amazing weekend we had this time last year when I whisked him to London for the weekend; got a suite in a really posh hotel for the two of us and took him to see the Lord Of The Rings show in the West End. I wasn't interested in the show at all; I'd booked it for him as a surprise but I really did enjoy it; it was awesome. The hotel was nice too although I don't miss the feeling of being on edge all the time hoping he was really happy with me and enjoying his treat. I do miss the marathon session we had that afternoon though

Oh well, life goes on and I'm 99.9% happier without him, so huzzah for that! Just need to get a shag now and I'll be sorted

What a strange blog!! Hehe

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