What I'm Loving Wednesday (3)

I've crossed sides and moved WILW over to this, my other blog. It's more fitting and better suited here! So, hello and here goes.....


I'm loving....these shoes....quirky and fun!

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I'm loving....this ticket...for my oldest son's band's future gig appearance at Scotland's most loved venue. New single will be released in January. 

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I'm loving....this video....what is it about kiddie's laughter that simply melts the heart! It's a whoopee cushion and a big sis, bringing about the laugh and fall!


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I'm loving....this quote....just read from my daughter's Facebook page: 
"Highly embarrassing when you're getting your eyelashes done. You fall asleep, wake yourself up snoring, make the beautician jump and she pokes you in the eye!" 

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And finally I'm loving....this certain little guy....:

 










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Canine Capers

Besides the thought of the kid ending up as a possible meal, I found this rather endearing :

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Absence Makes The Fart Go Longer

  Men take pride in farting. The smellier the better. Yuk! I do my best to keep a little bit of pride and dignity about the place (as well as Febreeze) being the only female. But today, around 3-ish, while the guys were watching the footie, I let one out from the kitchen that even I had to laugh at. Around ten second long and nearly to the tune of Tie A Yellow Ribbon Round The Old Oak Tree. 

I'd skipped breakfast, empty tum tum, and felt a bit bloated and sore. You know how women are, trying to suppress the dastardly deed. But I didn't expect to compete within the lads' level. This IS going in the diary, but will be worded femininely. Better out than suffering, eh?  Ah, well. I suppose it's sulphur the best.
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