Had a lovely 50 miles rideout :) yay...bit of sunshine nice dry roads..... BUT then.........(now I will go and post in the unhappy section.............)
Having coffee & choccie biscuits with my friends today..had a slow ride back home the scenic way..been a while since I rode Freya one up and alone it was weird not having Dave by my side!!
Why thank you "your lushness"
Nice to know my presence is appreciated
Another smile for me today
Was reading JP's post in PUAP thread
EVERY word spelled correctly
Well done mate, I'm proud of you
Are you sure you didn't have any help
Nice one
Oh, and I agree about the venue, spot on for me too
Pride! My eldest talked something through with me about school and has chosen a more difficult option for exams next year despite the fact it will mean a big commitment to behaviour/attendance and, most importantly, homework. Very proud of her coming to the right decision.
It's good when your kids make you feel proud
It reflects all the hard work, frustrations and guidance
That you try to give them along the way
Just rewards Boss Mom
For a job well done
50 shades of Chav. "As he approached with those pasty white arms hanging out of his Gola vest, his smile told me it was benefit day and I knew my velour tracksuit would be hanging off the lamp shade tonight." Another extract from my 2nd book 13 flavours of WKD. "It was Dwayne's birthday. I was preparing his special tea of Findus Crispy Pancakes and Pot Noodle. I would let him take me any way he wanted tonight. His favourite position was what he called The Dogs of War. Where he took me from behind and played Call of Duty at the same time."
More from raunchy Chav fest 13 flavours of WKD. "Our 6 week anniversary was approaching. This would be my longest relationship without becoming pregnant. I thought of this as he
lay on top of me making love. His skinny arms straddled my head like breadsticks either side of am orange. As I rubbed his whiter than white back I imagined every mole I felt was spelling out Braille for I love you"
Last extracts from the final book of the trilogy, My Tan was 11 Shades of Orange. "As I stood in line at the Job Centre thinking of reasons I couldn't work, a sweet smell drifted past my pig like nostrils. It was a mixture of weed, B.O and Lynx Africa. I turned around and there was Dwayne. Our eyes met and he was soon lifting me onto the wheelie bins behind the Iceland. He had tied up his Staffy to block the ally way so we wouldn't be disturbed. There was a tramp watching but it just added to the mystery. I knew it was love and my life would never be the same."
Final extract from the book 12 Shades of my Fake Tan. "My mum had told me to leave Dwayne many times due to the violence but I knew he loved me as he always took his rings off before he hit me. Tonight though he was in a foul mood, I had ****** his tea up after failing to de-frost his prawn ring I had nicked from farm foods. He picked up the power lead from my kids mega drive and whipped it across my doughy ****. It stung but I liked it. I shouted again again so he carried on. I thought my shell suit would rip into a million pieces. As I looked over my shoulder I saw his Weetabix toothed smile. He even had a semi on which rare as the crack normally played havoc with his erections."
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