Don't Say Don't

Don't say...take it for granted.

Have had this in my work diary for the past 4 years.

Don't say...we've been keeping a secret.

Reggie has been lonely.

It was time to get a NEW puppy....please meet "Bella".

We didn't name her and she's very very cute. Only a little bigger than our guinea-pigs.

Pity that she actually belongs to the 6 year old girl across the road.

Don't say...the other 3 are starving for attention.

Grace is the only personage in this house that plays with her guinea-pig.

It follows then that Gracie developed the concept of guinea-pig hair-extensions.

Don't say...I've been replaced.

Have you ever arrived at work to find someone else sitting in your chair ?

Don't say...I couldn't find 'old style' Cadbury.

Leesy and I were talking the other day about the fact that the kids know that we eat chocolate secretly after they go to bed.

What happens when they can no longer be sent to bed at 7.30pm ?

Surely, we don't have to share ?

Don't say...where are the new lamp shades ?

It's been 16 years since we bought a bed.

This means I will be almost 60 when I am eligible for my next one.

We have slept like Uni students with the mattress on the floor for the past 3 months.

Don't say...spelling b.

Some days I think I am barely literate.

You may have noticed my spelling errors.

"Receive" has gotta be my most challenging word....I try to avoid it if I can but when forced to write it, I pause and in my headrecite the verse "I before E except after C".

Don't say...Sunday !

Went into class last week to see the work that Gracie has been doing.

You know, I would say her work was great (even if it wasn't outstanding) but I was very impressed with this wet on wet painting.

Don't say...front row pew.

The Big B invited us to be labourers in the vineyard and then to High Mass at the Fulcher Road Cathedral.

Whilst we were waiting we took a moment for a quick photo-shoot. We were reminded many times to bring hats...(not caps) to cover ones ears.

Don't say....I am not sorry.

Can you see where I am accidently exposing my ample belly ?

Don't say...it hasn't been fun.

Zero is the number.

The number of overnight visitors is zero.

Don't say...chalk and water equals face-paint.

Before this arvie, I have never tried "man make-up".

Don't say...it isn't exhausting.

The siblings pulled off a SURPRISE for their Mum's 70th.

Everyone (almost) gathered around on Sunday night to watch the final of Masterchef and it was standing room only.

Don't say...she doesn't blow kisses.

Haven't done a Little Blessin' Update for a while.

Some photos taken this week.

Makes me think we might need to start taming that wild curl.