This is just a quick post today as am off to the dental hygienist for some torture shortly. She’s not the daintiest of people when it comes to plaque removal and I dread her brutal hand. She speaks to me like I’m five and no doubt will give me another lecture about dental floss, which I will intend to follow and then forget all about. I look after my teeth, but hate flossing cos it makes me gag. Anyway, I have butterflies just thinking about this visit, so will change the subject.
Have been reading THAT book – you know the one with the grey-eyed man! – and despite being sceptical that I would actually like it (not being a fan of Chick Lit and erotica per se) I loved it. It’s nicely written, has a good pace and the storyline (naughty scenes excepted)is good. I am loving it and can see why it’s such a big seller. It’s total escaspism. Re aforementioned naughty scenes…am on the second book and starting to get a little fed up with them. They were good a first, but I just want to find out what happens to Ana and Christian. I don’t really care what they do in bed (etc). All in all, I’d say the books are great.
Have also been reading Miserly Moms by Jonni McCoy. She’s got a website and blog too. Although American, it has a lot of relevent stuff for us Brits. I love the idea of being frugal and making every penny count, I just need to quit my addiction to Amazon books to ensure I get everything out of my ‘pocket money’ every month. Sigh. Damn that Amazon…it’s my one true vice! I just love the wide wide selection of books it has and find it hard to resist buying. So far so good. Am saving up to do a course. Must…not…go…and…buy…from…Amazon.
Nothing much else has happened chez moi. The boy managed to wet our bed the other night. I only realised it had happened when I woke up at 3.45am. It wasn’t until I got up to strip the bed (throwing hubby and the boy – who had snuck in during the night – out) that I realised he had also peed all over my back. Sigh. I was stunned that he had managed to do it until I remembered that all boys have their own built in hose that does not act like a girl’s front bottom (ie pees down), but can squirt everywhere. Ah the joys of parenthood!
On that note, I am away to dig out my Fifty Shades Darker to brazenly read in the waiting room of my dental surgery before my trial at the hands of the hygienist. Until later…