Himself is taking me out on the town tonight, a rare foray to the cinema (The Last King of Scotland, can’t wait to see the brilliant Forest Whitaker in a meaty role at long last), followed by supper at a steak house.
No time then to muse on the fact that the newly discovered to fit underwired bra (lacy and lilac, thankyewverymuch) I’m wearing is so well boned it makes a perfect settling spot for a mug of tea when cwtched up on the sofa.
Nor to kick myself for using the last of my PayPal funds to register a domain that has wonderful subdomain possibilities (like ma.gnolia or del.icio.us). Except that it was 3 a.m. and I registered the wrong bloody one. Pffft. Still, the More Words website came in handy for checking words ending in [insert variable here]. I am such a twpin sometimes.
Coming up: “Daisy’s weight loss secrets” and “The pros and cons of losing weight”.