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Bad hair day.
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Why do some women go out in torrential rain and still manage to totter about in high heels , make up perfectly done and hair still immaculately in place and yet others (like me) end up looking like they've been dragged through a hedge backwards , have a birds nest hairdo and big panda eyes (why oh why didn't I wear waterproof mascara ?!!) ? I have a rotten cold today after venturing out in gale force winds and rain last night because I HAD to have mozarrella cheese. I went out looking like a hoodie(according to my hubby) rather than carrying an umbrella which I knew would only either blow me down the street like Mary Poppins or would nearly take my eye out with the huge spokes which would invariably poke through after the umpteenth time it would blow inside out. I also discovered , after a little helping had on my way from a strong gust of wind , that my new boots aren't waterproof .(I noticed when I inadvertently leapt into a huge puddle) I tripped over a dog who ran around me in circles , causing me to get tangled in it's lead , worse still , I tripped over my own feet on the way home and landed on my knees on the ground , head bowed as if in prayer and with my arms way behind me - carrier bags still in hand. When I neared my house , I thought that I would be safe but I couldn't find my keys and so shouted through the letterbox to hubby and caught my finger on a jagged edge , drawing blood. What annoyed me more than anything is that I passed a few women on the way who looked as if the weather had just passed them by completely. So i'm wondering if there's a knack to it or if Mother Nature's just out to get me and I walk about East Kilbride with a big black cloud permanently hovering over my head. It was probably my big petted lip I tripped over when I dropped to my knees !
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Thanks Sweetcheeks. It could be worse I know , so I should count my blessings.
Dotjhawkes - I didn't intend to wade through the puddle , I was blown into it and much as I would love to don a pair of wellies and leap about in the rain with my kids , I think at 30 , i'm more than a little past all that but if I see wellies being marketed for 30 year olds then you never know.
It was almost unbelievable, reading about your calamity, until I got to the bit about East Kilbride. Now it is all clear to me. You may not have been told about this but your town has never been recognised by the Gods of Weather, Kindness, Love and Sympathy. What you must do, with all haste, is move to the Ayrshire coast. We are in heaven here, with perfect weather, a wonderful fellow-feeling and are the kindest folks on earth .Wait a minute; phew, it was only a dream. Sorry abour your bad day but, doesn't it give you a great sense of humour? GOOD LUCK tomorrow.
Thanks Geo. They say that you can either laugh or cry about your misfortunes and thank heavens for a sense of humour. There's no point crying and feeling even more miserable. I can laugh now , now that I am safely tucked up in my house away from the nasty elements ! I just found it hard to see the funny side at the time when I came through my front door , a bedraggled wreck resembling something which the cat dragged in - no on second thoughts , even the cat would have passed on me - and even my baby son looked horrified to see me , eyeing me with disapproval as if to say , go away scary woman ! Unfortunately , even though I only moved here a short while ago , I can't cite the town of East Kilbride as the culprit because I have always been quite calamitous and when I tell my parents of such examples of misfortune , that's usually my dad's response , that you just couldn't make it up and you can't. The things that happen to me and the situations I get myself into , you just wouldn't believe ! People often talk about blaming the parents for things and in my case I blame my mother - everywhere I go with her , disaster is sure to follow but we have such a laugh after the embarrassment subsides.My mum will be the one in stores setting off store alarms (due to the fact that sales assistants leave the tags on - not because she is a thief) , knocking down an entire display by removing one solitary item , shouting a 'false call' at the bingo in a loud booming voice , shoving my hand up in the air and shouting ' over here' at the top of her voice for the raffle at my daughter's school performance in the belief that I have won - even though they have moved on to the next draw from the one I bought a ticket for and generally causing mayhem wherever she goes. Trust me , the Frank Spencer character in Some Mothers Do 'ave 'em is not as fictitious as you may think ! Hmmm. There's a thought , maybe it's hereditary.
Welcome to MY world. I would suggest we form a Society but that would just be asking for trouble, think of the devastation we could bring to place we deigned to hold the meetings in.We could stick a pin in a map to decide -but that would merely court a disaster of possibly epic proportions .Besides the kids don't let me play withpointy things any more! LOL
Lol Sense4all ! I know what you mean , i've banned MYSELF from using sharp implements ! That sounds a great idea , starting a society for all the other poor unfortunate souls like ourselves out there but I think that it would be far too disasterous to hold meetings in a building due to potential hazards stemming from our rotten luck , so I think that it would be better if we just pledged allegiance to our liitle society and kept it in our hearts !!!! Any ideas on a name ? Oh and instead of sticking a pin in a map , we could use blu tack. I mean , how wrong can you go with blu tack ? Unless you have any stories to tell !!!
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