(any remedies?- I'm a tosser and turner)
I had to be up by eight, and a little after my alarm went I heard Mutti bundle in the drive- I'm no fast mover, but I'm fairly sure I rivalled any athlete. yuhu.
I'm sure I must have broke a rib- it was a ferocious hug.
It is so pretty.
I'm (along with Mutti) the resident magpie- made out of the shell from pearls? some such thing a-roo.
I love it.
(My favourite part was they all had spray tan's done to go- to Barbados!)I suppose it's easy to judge, being the Olive skin macaroon I am, I am sorting out my Mutti's pictures and wow, she is sooo taking me next year. I think we should compare scenery,
I think we can all see there is somewhat of a discrepancy.
Isn't she beautiful, if I say so myself, the best part is, I haven't told her I'm putting any pictures up, so she won't mind- she didn't go alone, but who am I to post pictures of the whole world on here.
You probably have to be a king or something.
She's often asked if she's a model y'know, my humble Mutti, bearer of us four children.
And she's downstairs cooking a roast (that I can't eat) some might call her supermutti,
(I will boast shamelessly where my Mutti is concerned- she's unflawed in my biased eyes)
Jet-skiing, They also went snorkling and swam with the turtles *jealous sob*
I've never been anywhere. nope.
Though it has been 28 years since mutti went to Barbados, or anywhere, so it was deserved, just a bugger, for we're atune my Mutti and me, and I'm kind of a sea lover, not swimming pools no, but sea? gimmegimme,
L to R- Mutti- Mutti's shoe.
(they also went waterskiing.)
Pray I get to go oneday- or just anywhere is alright, maybe a ferry trip to Ireland even- if I could just leave english shores, I've been everywhere, and as much as I love the good old britishness of england, I'm so over it.
Until next time my sweethearts,
P.S- The ankle is doing much better, but it's still a-(insert swear word of your choice here)