Wednesday, 18 July 2012

Alone again...

A few days ago me and Anya went to Latitude Festival, which meant not only the joys of drinking, bands and cheap flashing torches from Wilkinsons, but also that I got to see Anya. YAY. And not only that, but me and Anya got to take our first ever morning pictures together... Now, I'm aware that this is going to be pretty exciting for everyone so I thought I'd warn you ahead of time. There will also be a lot of photos. Not only from Latitude but I, like Anya, also have a backlog of many, many photos as I haven't had my laptop or lead with me to post.

Tomorrow I will try to fix the error of my ways. In the meantime to prepare you for the overwhelming excitement everyone will feel at pictures of me and Anya together, here is uno photo of me with my vati when he came to stay. If you imagine him with a shirt on and with Anya's head that's sort of what it will be like.






Morning face update

I have a back log of 14 photos to show you. Some of them are kind of boring and ordinary; I'll get those out of the way first:






Next up are my extra super sleepy pictures! - As this exciting caption suggests in these pictures I look extra sleepy




In my defence for this last one it was my dad's birthday the day before and I drank a lot of wine and then had to get up early to get ready to go to Abbie's house, I feel this somewhat explains my droopy dead looking eyes.

As a woman I am genetically better at multi-tasking, these next pictures are proof of that:
This picture clearly depicts me brushing my teeth whist taking a morning picture. Impressive I know, but not as impressive as the next one:
It's some pretty special multi-tasking when you manage to look sleep, ugly AND take a morning picture all at the same time.

When the alarm on my phone goes off in the mornings I tend to shove it under my pillow or under the covers, consequently this means I leave it there often and forget to pick it up when I leave the house. This happened the other day when I was going from my mum's to my dad's house.  So I have one morning picture missing because I did not have my phone on me that day. To make up for this I have taken a picture of  my dad lying on the sofa, it may be difficult to see him because of the camouflage though: 

And finally the morning picture that I took today:
It's clear that in this picture something is missing, it's almost like for the past 6 days I'd had someone to pose with in morning pictures and their presence was being missed by me at this particular moment....

Wednesday, 4 July 2012

Different morning, same face.

BLEH. Life is blending into one big mesh of BLEH today. I woke up at BLEH o' clock and the time never really adjusted.
In positive news I have received a message of acceptance from France regarding my offer of a croissant. It will be in the mail shortly.


Here is a photo of my new duvet cover, as promised-

Just stunning.

Here's me in the morning wearing my glasses. Wearing them ups my intelligence by at least 14%.
Again. Lack of makeup removal. Looking like a sad pie with hair.