lulumae

Firstly, I must "shout out" (word.) to two fabulous ladies who have been surrepticiously reading my entries...

Joon- I know who you are, I know who you are! But who is Joon? I'm going to call you because we always need to talk and have tea, and also because I need you to jump Brownie so I can take her and her sick alternator to the mechanic...

And to the Chopped Liver Miss who gave me a call last night- I'm thinking about you all day (as I know what day it is...) hoping you're okay. Take care of that tired body and I'll try calling tonight. Me and the Edmonton girl love you very much... XOX
(PS- take the week off work! You deserve it!)

Alright. Back to obscure life statements.

It's pouring rain and I forgot my rain pants. Long scoot home.

I pierced a lot of nipples this weekend. Nipplepalooza.

I did my roots and now the back of my neck is black. M-er F-er. The things we do in the name of "beauty".

Two more sleeps- Miss you, Big Man...

Enjoyed coffee very much last night. Thank-you. Good to see you laugh. "I can't believe I bought the headphones! She DOESN'T TALK!"

Hmm. That about covers it. To those who I write to who don't read my journal, I hope my messages float around and get to you somehow.

The fridge is sick, the car is sick, the lawn mower is sick. Being a Mum sucks.

XOX-L

"My parents always ask me how my day was. It's like asking 'How was that drive-by shooting?' You don't care. You're just happy to get out alive."