17 Days Without Shopping! (Buying Shoes Doesn't Count)...

After glorious holiday, tell younger but bossier sister that I am going to go a year without buying any new clothes. When bossy sister finally stops laughing, asks when I last bought something. "Um, February 6. At the Duty Free. Got a T-Shirt. No, wait, February 7 had to go into town on errand for sexy guy. Bought a new top. Oh, wait, February 9, bought a jacket. On the ferry, no less." Yes, it has been a grand total of 17 days. 348 days to go....darn Leap Year!!

Bored, Bored, Bored

What can I say.....the Seychelles were sensational. Sexy guy treated me, well sexily.

Am proud to report I WON the Gin & Tonic drinking competition despite sexy guy weighing about 100 lbs more than me. However, it was a hollow victory as I found out when I lay down...and then had to spring up and rush for the toilet. Think I might be permanently off gin.

Am not proud to report I must be the only person to ever crash a scooter at the warp speed of 15 kilometers an hour. Cut elbow, scraped knee, bruises that a prize fighter would have been proud of. And this on the first day of my holiday too! Sexy guy thought he had killed me. Ah ha. So he does have a conscience. He does care one iota.

Have had to amuse myself on my return by giving Mr. H. veiled hints about sexy holiday seeing as sexy guy has gone back to work in the wilds of another country on the Far Side of the World

And now that I'm back, with only work to look forward to I am ..... bored, bored, bored.....