Right here is the progress on the Stockings, I am about half way through them and in this pic you cannot see the 20hours I have put into beading these arghhhhhhhhhhhh
Learner mother, training wheels firmly on(lowered with fats). Two girls, twenty months apart!! enough said. I still have ten fingers(one lone one raised often) and ten toes but have misplaced my brain. Perhaps it hiding out with my dignity, old waistline and my small but perfectly formed boobs.
Mother of two.
Meandering through life and while embarking on this mysterious career choice called Motherhood. The best job I have ever had except the hours are long, holidays non existant, the pay is shit(literally)and everyones a critic
I cannot spell, write or punctiate(I rest my case) My grasp of the english language is at best middling but I have a odd sense of humour that is wondering what foul deeds you committed to deserve reading this!
I adore mindless drivel on the television, I am a self confessed food junkie with a distinct palate for the finer things in life.
Why must one be cursed with caviar taste on a meat paste budget.
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