I must be sick.
Two posts in one day.
It won’t help in the postaday challenge.
I failed that miserably.
Jasmine and I have just come back from the rocks.
She prefers the beach but she also enjoys the rocks.
Interesting smells there.
No sleeping/dead people today.
Also a bit breezy but it cleared a few of the cobwebs.
Mex and I are going to have a quiet little braaivleis (bbq) just now.
Then there are a couple of things I would like to watch on the telly.
I am going to see in the New Year as befits a grandmother of seven.
DIL gave me a beautiful Granny memories album.
To put in the reports she sends me.
The ones from the seven year old.
Damn, was I supposed to keep them?
There is an advert on TV right now.
They keep airing the damn thing.
Send in a SMS.
And you will get a new ringtone.
Of a fart.
What sort of idiot responds to these ads?
What idiot thought it up?
They have been running it for ages.
So they must be getting a response.
Hopefully, the ones who respond can’t vote.
I have seven games of scrabble on the go.
No-one is playing.
I think other people have a life.
Jasmine is in the proverbial dogbox.
She pushed a potplant off the edge of the verandah.
I think it was a herb of some sort.
Wendy planted it.
It was doing quite well.
Sometimes I wonder about that dog.
And now my dear bloggers.
Have a good evening.
May 2012 bring you nothing but good.
Peace, love and good health.
And…for me….the lottery.