Update 18/07/11 - Herrow you beautiful bunkins! Once more I find myself apologising for the frankly pathetic attempt I have made at posting any new bloglets of late. I do however, have a few excuses I'd like to run past you, you know, to see if they wash:
1) It was my electric boogaloo's hippy skippy 1st freakin' birthday on Tuesday and during the run up I found that I was as sticky as a tramp's pants, up to my nostrils in blue icing and edible glitter and thus inconveniently glued myself to the pooter’s keys every time I attempted to type. In the aftermath I am somewhat pooped from trying to peel the dog off the ceiling after she ate some (read: dickloads) of said frosting and has been high as a poochy kite on sugar for a good few days now. I fear I may have to check her into cakey rehab or, at the very least, fatty canine camp.
2) The dog ate my laptop. Ok she didn't but she so would have if I'd disguised it as a doughnut.
3) I have been off gallivanting at the zoo as a special onesie birthday treat for wee scrumpy, on a mission to thieve a penguin or two with the aid of my specially designed penguin lifting coat lined with sardines and generally getting a bit more excited about seeing a giraffe than someone of my age should. Oh and my wee trumpy bump quite liked it too. Especially when one of the pingus took a dump.
I do hope you'll forgive my tardiness, I'll try my very bestest to get something worthy of your peepers’ digestion this week. It just all depends on how quickly I can train my new pet penguins to make the tea and do the shopping online without ordering 300 tins of mackerel. Selfish little bastards. X
Update 04/05/11 - Dearest chummy wums, I would like to apologise for the lack of recent posts. It's just I've been so busy getting wed in front of 2 squillion people (minions), wafting about in Granny-in-law's tiara, practising signing name as HRH Duchy o' Cambridge & invading Anglesey. Oh no, hang on, that's not me is it. Dang. So I have no excuse. Will aim for new SB scribs tmrw then. Something to get over excited & tiddle your pants about eh?!
