So,I am still crook,and have been entertaining G by coughing up lung oysters and asking him if I make him randy.Bless his heart,he says I do.I know he is humouring me,but it is comforting none the less.
My darling new friend-whom I am convinced is my karmic twin-vix,cheered me up no end with her loveliness.I am sure I will be right as rain in a day or two!
I could only summon the energy to do the dishes and flop on the lawn in this fab costume I got at the Musical Society sale in Rangoon the other week.O,and turn on the computer.We had been thinking about going to see the 3Ds at the Bedford tonight,but nah,I just couldn't cope with it,and I don't feel like drinking.What?!Yes,I must be sick.O woe is me.Poor old G has it too,but not too badly.There is something quite nice about being sick together-we grizzle in unison.True love!!
This shot is great.I look like Boxing Helena here.Only I have arms.