Vile Mangy Lurgy-itis (VML) has struck me down. It really should be a medical term, symptoms include feeling bleurgh and the 'thinking' part of your brain shutting down. Which is quite unfair really as thinking is actually very important. As a result this is what has been going on in my head.
It's like white noise in there.
Bourbon? on a school night? after a jog? VML symptoms?
*worst. decision. ever*
The Fake Hair Fear
This is what happens when I deal with a very snotty, condescending and patronising Supervisor when getting a travel insurance quote for my Mama's holiday.
It is Game On and I will take you down.
I have instructed my children to inform me of any facial/chin/neck hair situations I may miss.
Mr F nails the outdoor 'let's get rid of VML' look
I nailed 'Grim'
See you soon and thank you for all of your lovely comments on my last post