I'm sick of being home ... I'm going out. Not sure where, or to do what... but OUT!
While I'm out... here's a 'funny' I got via email yesterday:
GEOGRAPHY OF A WOMAN:
Between 18 and 22, a woman is like Africa - half discovered, half wild, fertile and naturally beautiful!
Between 23 and 30, a woman is like Europe -well-developed and open to trade, especially for something of real value.
Between 31 and 35, a woman is like Spain - very hot, relaxed, and convinced of her own beauty.
Between 36 and 40, a woman is like Greece & gently aging, but still a warm and desirable place to visit.
Between 41 and 50, a woman is like Great Britain, with a glorious and all-conquering past..
Between 51 and 60, a woman is like Israel - has been through war, doesn't make the same mistakes twice, and takes care of business.
Between 61 and 70, a woman is like Canada - cool, self-preserving, but open to meeting new people.
After 70, she becomes Tibet - wildly beautiful, with a mysterious past and the wisdom of the ages.... an adventurous spirit and a thirst for spiritual knowledge.
THE GEOGRAPHY OF A MAN:
Between 1 and 80, a man is like Iran - ruled by nuts. THE END.
ONWARD...
Been out, did some banking... got a few extra groceries as we have dinner guests tonight (Aunty and Uncle up the road)... not much else! Had a good look around a Scrapbook shop in Mt Wellington... but nothing caught my eye and screamed "BUY ME!"... so I am now home contemplating doing the vacuming. Oh yaaaaaa....
Vacuming a Wash Floors a Dinner in oven a Dust and Polish a
Relax for a little while ... *sigh*. There was a good reason why I invited guests over for dinner! It made me do the floors if nothing else! As it has been raining A LOT lately, Teddy and Coco have been traipsing in and out with grubby paws and leaving me floors dirty... I have been meaning to mop the floors for days... now it's done!
End of Day: first time in YEARS... I stuffed up me dinner! Well ... not the dinner exactly... it was the dessert! I burnt me fruit pies... really well too! GUTTED by it ... felt dreadful serving up burnt pies and custard to our guests! Weird thing, they still ate them... I think they were just being nice. THANKS. nite nite.
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