I take pretty much everything in my stride....not alot gets under my skin, apart from the usual bullying, fascism, racsism, run of the mill! Anyway I am here on school holidays all going well, 2 children arrive to add to my 3 making 5, so far so good, then 1 of mine leaves so down to 4, perfect even number 2 in the bedroom 2 down to the park, when lunch time rolls around, pies, corn on the cob and peas followed by fruit (we still need our 5 a day even in school holidays!) All children present and correct sitting with eager anticipation for the dvd that I had promised they could watch in front of the tv with lunch (a rare treat) only to find James (my incompetant husband of 13 and a half years...the half is very important) has returned said dvd to the shop on his way to work.....I thought I'd help you out a bit.....doing the washing is helping out.....making dinner for a change is helping out.....de fleaing or delousing cat's/kids is helping out RETURNING THE DVD I NEEDED....... not helpful....words ensued and now kids are watching disney channel..... calm restored to children.....I need a valium as 'well what do you want me to do about it, I'm over an hour away' is still ringing in my ears!!!!
Shoes are so many things, to so many people, I love shoes, if there was such a thing as a shoe God.....I would worship her! I have the practical ballet flats, the cute plimsoles and of course the Aussie staple the brazillian Haviana! But...my favourite shoe.....is the completely inpractical all consuming wonder that is the high heel! I adore them, I hold them, I touch them, I totter precariously through my house in them! I struggle going out...like out of the house in them, but hey, who doesn't! I asked a stiletto wearing friend last week 'how do you manage in heels all the time?' I might add she has 4 children and always looks wonderful, she said 'easy you start small and work up' Ahhhhh I was elated, it was music to my ears, I have since worn my iregular choice very high heels, many times...clippy clopping up and down the hallway with joy and fear to 'practice' but alas still to no avail, I still cannot wear high heels but hey practice makes perfect and I aim for perfection! I would like to just say though... that I discovered, on a recent trip to DJ's....chanel jelly shoes! They are pretty and flat and gleaming white rubber with a most elegant black camelia studded gently with the entwind cc.....simply beautiful! Now....every child who grew up in the 70's can remember wearing the old faithful jelly sandals to the beach, the sweaty squealch of rubber on flesh (and not in the nice way!) the blisters from sand rubbing your toes in said jellies and the rancid stench of toes and seawater that had been encased by jellies for hours on the beach!...my new question is....do we suffer rubber rub for chanel?
