Hoarding
Willenium says: I had to bring some floppy disks into work which I had been saving for 10 years "in case I might need them". Tell us when your hoarding skills have come in useful (or not, as the case may be)
( , Thu 3 May 2012, 14:03)
Willenium says: I had to bring some floppy disks into work which I had been saving for 10 years "in case I might need them". Tell us when your hoarding skills have come in useful (or not, as the case may be)
( , Thu 3 May 2012, 14:03)
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Tenuous but revelant ...
I am packing for my first trip outside the city of my abode for a decade. Yes really. I've got kids, you see. Lovely things, but they do tend to slow you down, like a pair of pretty little ball and chains.
So, the occasion is a family Christening. How wholesome! Arranged to fly out this Saturday with my Mum and my eldest daughter. The cunting airline cancelled our flight out and notified me by EMAIL!
Yesterday.
After saying FUCK a lot, I managed to arrange a flight out on the previous day. The bloody airline will not, however, spring for our accommodation. Being seriously last minute, I had to take whatever I could find.
Stick with me folks, relevance to QOTW imminent.
The only accommodation I could find was a Queen and single room for my Mum, my eight year old daughter and myself to share. How cosy.
So I'm packing and muttering obscenities to myself over the blasted inconvenience of it all, when the other shoe drops.
You see, I sleep nude.
Bit of a FUCKING PROBLEM when I will be sharing a room with my aforementioned mother and my wee daughter.
I don't HAVE any nighties or naughties for that matter. I enjoy the caress of clean sheets on my naked skin and the warm embrace of my beloved husband ...
Where were we?
Oh yes, so I was ferretting through the bottom of my drawers (quiet at the back) looking for something, ANYTHING to wear to bed and my search has turned up;
- a black lacy peephole nightie, slightly ripped and mysteriously stained
and
- the blue dowdy nightdress I wore to the bloody maternity ward eight years ago, still smelling faintly of breastmilk.
Great.
( , Tue 8 May 2012, 3:39, 19 replies)
I am packing for my first trip outside the city of my abode for a decade. Yes really. I've got kids, you see. Lovely things, but they do tend to slow you down, like a pair of pretty little ball and chains.
So, the occasion is a family Christening. How wholesome! Arranged to fly out this Saturday with my Mum and my eldest daughter. The cunting airline cancelled our flight out and notified me by EMAIL!
Yesterday.
After saying FUCK a lot, I managed to arrange a flight out on the previous day. The bloody airline will not, however, spring for our accommodation. Being seriously last minute, I had to take whatever I could find.
Stick with me folks, relevance to QOTW imminent.
The only accommodation I could find was a Queen and single room for my Mum, my eight year old daughter and myself to share. How cosy.
So I'm packing and muttering obscenities to myself over the blasted inconvenience of it all, when the other shoe drops.
You see, I sleep nude.
Bit of a FUCKING PROBLEM when I will be sharing a room with my aforementioned mother and my wee daughter.
I don't HAVE any nighties or naughties for that matter. I enjoy the caress of clean sheets on my naked skin and the warm embrace of my beloved husband ...
Where were we?
Oh yes, so I was ferretting through the bottom of my drawers (quiet at the back) looking for something, ANYTHING to wear to bed and my search has turned up;
- a black lacy peephole nightie, slightly ripped and mysteriously stained
and
- the blue dowdy nightdress I wore to the bloody maternity ward eight years ago, still smelling faintly of breastmilk.
Great.
( , Tue 8 May 2012, 3:39, 19 replies)
what?
you or your husband don't own a t-shirt between you? you don't possess a vest top and a pair of knickers?
be honest. the point of this post was 'THINK ABOUT ME NAKED!!', wasn't it? oh dear.
( , Tue 8 May 2012, 5:48, closed)
you or your husband don't own a t-shirt between you? you don't possess a vest top and a pair of knickers?
be honest. the point of this post was 'THINK ABOUT ME NAKED!!', wasn't it? oh dear.
( , Tue 8 May 2012, 5:48, closed)
Janet, please, PLEASE
for the love of god, don't post things that make us think of female posters naked.
( , Tue 8 May 2012, 9:48, closed)
for the love of god, don't post things that make us think of female posters naked.
( , Tue 8 May 2012, 9:48, closed)
Any more
and you'll both go to bed without tea.
Oh. That's not helping.
( , Tue 8 May 2012, 17:11, closed)
and you'll both go to bed without tea.
Oh. That's not helping.
( , Tue 8 May 2012, 17:11, closed)
All I got from this was:
I can't work a washing machine, yet I still managed to snag me a husband.
Chinny-reckon, my dear, chinny-reckon. I bet it's awfully cold in bed, alone, crying into your pillow. Call it the warm embrace of your beloved husband all you want, but we all know that it's the lice, swarming over you.
( , Tue 8 May 2012, 8:28, closed)
I can't work a washing machine, yet I still managed to snag me a husband.
Chinny-reckon, my dear, chinny-reckon. I bet it's awfully cold in bed, alone, crying into your pillow. Call it the warm embrace of your beloved husband all you want, but we all know that it's the lice, swarming over you.
( , Tue 8 May 2012, 8:28, closed)
What sort of emotional disaster can't be naked with their mother or child?
( , Tue 8 May 2012, 20:24, closed)
( , Tue 8 May 2012, 20:24, closed)
I sleep in the nip but I still own PJs and nighties.
And even if I didn't, I've got t-shirts and at a push the hubby has old t-shirts or shirts I could use.
( , Tue 8 May 2012, 22:17, closed)
And even if I didn't, I've got t-shirts and at a push the hubby has old t-shirts or shirts I could use.
( , Tue 8 May 2012, 22:17, closed)
Ok, you've got us thinking about you naked.
Now, PICTURES OF YOUR MUM NAKED OR IT NEVER HAPPENED!
( , Wed 9 May 2012, 2:16, closed)
Now, PICTURES OF YOUR MUM NAKED OR IT NEVER HAPPENED!
( , Wed 9 May 2012, 2:16, closed)
Rumbled ...
Okay folks, you got me. The knickers and T-shirt option would be a good-un except ... I don't shave.
I don't fancy having my overgrown lady garden spilling out either side of my knickers. It'd look like a potted fern in a plastic carrier bag.
( , Wed 9 May 2012, 3:13, closed)
Okay folks, you got me. The knickers and T-shirt option would be a good-un except ... I don't shave.
I don't fancy having my overgrown lady garden spilling out either side of my knickers. It'd look like a potted fern in a plastic carrier bag.
( , Wed 9 May 2012, 3:13, closed)
i reckon david bellamy could be alive and well and ideing out down there
( , Wed 9 May 2012, 7:56, closed)
( , Wed 9 May 2012, 7:56, closed)
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