I LOVE supermarket shopping. No. Really. I’m not being sarcastic at all. I love it. While everyone else was flapping about doing the Christmas food shop I couldn’t believe my luck when Mr Aimee ducked out and offered me the chance to go to The ‘Trose ON MY OWN in the EVENING. I snapped his …
This week has not been my favourite. I’ve had a headache since Sunday, my brain is fuzzy, and in general it’s been a bit rubbish, then this morning I woke up, and the only way to describe it was that I felt “blergh”. We all know the monsters feed off your personality, if you’re happy …
When I fell pregnant everybody told me that I’d have no time for myself. That my leg hair would grow long and wiry that my face would be make up free, and dirty laundry would be piled up around my house unable to be dealt with. Their suggestions at my lack of life were then enhanced …