What I'm Loving Wednesday (5)

                                           
What I'm Loving this mid-week........(linking up with Jamie and the girls here.

I'm loving these boots (they say my taste is disappearing up my ass the older I'm becoming.....whatdatheyknow...!!

This sneaky picture of PrettyBoy taken when he was throwing a 'sicky' from work :

The announcement of Suede's first new album in over 10 years........YAY! :

My ditzy daughter Kerri's latest Facebook pic :

Tasting these Red Cola Cubes today for the first time in yonks :

My happy faced youngest son, PeaPod, winning the cup for the local darts team on Monday :

And this cute 4 second giggle from Youtube :
 


Let us know what you're loving............☺
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Daily Record - Hotel India Review

The Daily Record band review for Caitlin.......remember to click for the bigger pic!

What I'm Loving Wednesday (4)

This week's rather quick festive kicks go as such:

I'm Loving:

Visits from these little guys....

  

The wedge-welly....
 

This particular cake....

And a nice kitty-chrissy jingle to see us through till next week.....


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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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Sunday Snippet (39)

L'Oreal adverts claim that their conditioner makes your hair up to 70% softer.  Then underneath, in very small print, they go on to say that this is in comparison to no conditioner.  Call me fussy, but shouldn't a product be at least 100% better than nothing....? Cor, it would makes me want to rip my hair out that sort of thing does!!

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Oh, The Shame Of Tit!

To see you through the weekend, I found another classic compilation from Bill's Channel on Youtube.  This across the chest, literally mess, comes in a variety of tee-shirt writes.  Some may really offend, but the devilish side of me knows that had I the gall (or more importantly, youth on my side!)  I'd be flinging them shoulders back, chest thrust out, and making some politically incorrect / derogative  statement via my mountains of doom........Maybe I should have taken that mobile advertising job after all..........☼


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‡ Oh, Limb-Pick-Yourselves-Up! ‡

With the 2012 Games now over, it's time to reflect on all that athletic Olympian grace and pride. This compilation of pictures is must to see!



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♥ And A Barbeque Made Wiff Love ♥

With Scotland going nuts right now in all this hot weather, everyone that can will be setting up a garden barbeque in an effort to eke out that last little bit of warmth.....and it's still daylight until 10.30pm!  From a quick visit to Facebook just now,  I noticed my gorgeous niece-in-law, Jilly, had prepared a nice barbeque meal for my handsome nephew's (Jamie 'Hambone' Smith) tea tonight...........that's my gal!






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Sunday Snippet (38 )

While surfing the net, getting miffed at all the adverts surrounding my web of interest, I came across one for Ikea.  It informed me of it's new title which was:
                    
              ~ YOU DREAM IT, WE MAKE IT ~


 
Daft really, isn't it? Relying on my dreams being mostly about cheap wood and cupboards! 

Now THIS shelf, I really like, but have cash flow problems at the 'mo. Wonder what Ikea's equivalent to this one would be like?
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~ Eat Up, Then ~

I do believe that the title of anything should speaks for the rest of it, big time!  That's why I'm *pickled-tink* with these food palaces.  Even in the age of clever photoshopping, (don't know if that is even a word) I can vouch for the majority of these being genuine.  How do I know........?  'Cause if I had the option, I'd be looking at similar names for my own kitchens!!


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My Google Plus A-Cunt!

I am so peed off!  My Youtube account no longer allows me to comment on comments!  No, I haven't been trollying or whatever (I've only ever been nice, except when coming across clips with Russell Crowe in them!) so I'm not banned or sanctioned or the likes.  Just pissed off that I can't comment on others' comments.

Now - I like to put in my tuppence-worth as much as any British gal, but it's the daft things like not being able to share guitar chords, or ask dumb questions, that I hate to miss out on!  But I'm not singled out - there are heap-loads more like me!  Apparently, it's a Google + problem.

The solution that seems to be working for others is to delete their + account and all associated features or content, then log back in again. But I don't know how this effects Blogger. So, after once accidentally deleting my blog before (from 2005-2007) I'm scared to try what seems to be working for the masses!

So, shit-guy - if you're in the same boat or chuffing train as me.......... HEEEEEEELP!

Get To 'F' (31)

Getting F'd this week comes in the shape of my favourite bird, the Flamingo, who seem to be coping with the farmyard mocker!

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☻ ☺ Deadly Serious? ☺ ☻

I'm all for self-preservation and trying to look your best at times but these poor, once beloved creatures of God, living eternity like this..!?  If my darling Simon had returned from the taxidermist in this kinda state, I'd have told him to well and truly get stuffed!!  Keep 'em in an urn and photo album -  it's less horrific!

 ps........my favourite is at 0.34 where the poor kitty looks less ferocious and more camp!

What A Waste....!

PrettyBoy got in from his night shift at the hospital at 7am this morning.  He'd been on robot and porter duties, the latter which includes him and a colleague  sneaking off for a sly coffee every half hour  guiding huge cages of waste - mainly food -  from wards, kitchens and shops, to the refuse area. 

This is an action they both hate following.  It is policy to destroy any food or vanity product that has to be sold within the 'best before' date on the item.  Most of these goods still have a day or two to spare as newer goods are delivered.  I kid you not, but a massive mound, a HUGE variety of meats, sandwiches, sweets, coffee beans, chocolates, desserts, filled fruit baskets, and toiletries, are binned.  The majority of the stuff comes from Marks & Spencer and Starbucks. And despite same-day-date-dumping, they still have a few days (and some, weeks)  to spare before actual spoilage.  They are instructed to slit the packets before dumping them.

What irritates me the most is that these products could go to other causes. Particularly the homeless. People would be more than happy to collect and distribute for that and other charitable causes. Hang - I'd even be happy to see it go to the fox or urban wildlife!  But it ALL must go.  Destroyed.

I know policy is policy but the next scrawny, malnourished and weary soul's cup that I chuck a couple of quid into, I could be letting them in on a resolve to their day's hunger and sparing them the public plea.  Weird, isn't it, that a place that is paramount to our well-being, is denying some the most important requirement of survival?  What a shit world we live in! 
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Versus You

They fuck you up, your mum and dad.
They may not mean to, but they do.
They fill you with the faults they had
And add some extra, just for you.

But they were fucked up in their turn
By old folk in tweed hats and coats,
Who half the time were smiling out
And half at one another's throats.

Man hands on misery to man.
It festers high upon the shelf.
Get out as early as you can,
And don't have any kids yourself

Because you just might miss your mum
And dad, when babies diss the books
Colic cries and lullabies
They'll be there to magic up a fluke

They'll still loathe one another, hard
More so almost every day
But love you more than they feel hate
Victorious in either way

It's difficult for pride to show
And sincerity comes even less
When their parents tut and shooed them off
No interest in their interests

They fuck you up, your mum and dad
They may not mean to, but they do
They're not quite living by the book
Just wanting all the best for you.

Get To 'F' (30)

Thought I'd try a little bit of Fish Food this week!

Well, eat up then!