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Lady loves…

* Writing blog posts in a blank work email template so that when someone walks past it looks like I’m very busy and important. In my first year as a teacher I had a decoy handbag and a cardigan at work that I would leave over the back of my chair so no one would know that I left work after my last class and they would assume I was photocopying or  curing cancer or something. I got away with that one for a full year. It was awesome.

* The Green Smoothie Challenge. Browny got me onto it. Basically you have to have two green smoothies a day and it literally fills your body with vitamins and sunshine. It has also TOTALLY stopped my cravings for sweet food. Mr Squiggle (Mr Smaggle’s brother) had Jaffas last night and I ate four… and stopped. It was mental. I usually eat so many that my gums start to itch.

* Cooking Browny dinner and introducing her to the Wii Fit. We are going to exercise like addicts tonight. Well… that’s the plan anyway.

* Making jewels for the Smaggle Packs that I’m giving away to three commenters on my Ask Lady Smaggle post. I’ve been working with metal all of last year and it’s lovely to break out the beads again…

* My day to a page Moleskine diary where I write down to do lists, thoughts for the day, recipes… I love it. I have filled the full page everyday since the 1st January and by default every entry is dated. Highly recommended.

* Cold soy lattes with ice.

* Being given a sewing machine from a very special lady. Can’t wait to get all seamtress on you guys.

Lady loathes…

* My flawlessly healthy diet losing the plot everyday after 5pm. It’s all crackers, dip, wine and takeaway food from then on. Disaster.

* Mr Squiggle pointing out that I self narrate. To make me more aware of this, everytime I self narrate he adds to it. Lady Smaggle – ‘I’m going to have a shower and then cook dinner!‘ Mr Squiggle – ‘Lady chirped happily as she ran downstairs to the bathroom‘.

* The weather. Summer. Sucks. Balls.

* Not being able to sleep because… Summer. Sucks. Balls. It’s like being incased in lava sleeping next to Mr Smaggle. His body temperature is totally whack.

* Getting a fabulous recipe from my friend only to lose it 5 seconds after I left the house.

* Having to use the toilet immediately after my boss. It’s not that she’s gross or anything it’s just really awkward.

What about you angel face? Anything to share?

Love Lady Smaggle

p.s Don’t forget if you want to ask me something now is the time to do it!