New Queen ShagPad

Take a keek at our brand new Queen ShagPad!

We've NEVER had a Queen-sized bed before. Can you tell I'm soopa excited!  I cannae wait until I get into bed tonight. We're QueenShagPad Virgins - until tonight, Plonkers, until sundown tonight!

I know that you're probably thinking; "Who the fuck gets excited about a new bed?" 

Well, if you've slept in a squeaky, creeky banana-shaped piece of crap for the last 6 months, you too, would be rivetted about a brand spanking new bed.  Not only is it a new bed, it's a fekkin Queen-sized bed. 

I know you're also probably thinking; "Who the fuck gets excited about a queen sized bed?" Well, if you've been cramped into a manky double bed for the last 20 years of your life, you too, would be nippin to slip into yer creeper.

No more getting scratched legs from R's toenails, no more saying "Shift up!", no more complaining when its thunder and lightning and the girls want to sleep in our bed, no more bitching that the dog farts in bed. 

It's going to be like kippin on a giant sugar-free marshmallow.

Assembling the ShagPad

Ready for Action

I wanted to send a massive, special thanks out Sausage Fingers, who sent me a gorgeous Christmas card that I only got last week.  Damn SA postal service Fuckers!  I am always magically excited to get mail from fellow bloggers overseas.  It makes me feel so special!

Thanx again, Sausage.  Mwah!

I thought I'd post an update of wee Emma Pup.  We've had her now for nearly 3 months and she's still a wee toaty thing.  I don't think she'll get much bigger.  Our Wee Button still tries to catch her tail, poor wee jessie.  She also barks her head off when you squeeze the syrup bottle.  I shite you not, Plonkers!  What's up with that?  Emma sure is a dafty but a cutie.

This is a picture of Kaylin on her first day back at school in Grade R (thats the year before the first year of primary school). She is dead chuffed to be in "the big kids' class" of the school this year.  With her new-found confidence, its great to see her go to school without drama and tears. 

Winners Showing Off Their Kick-Ass Daft Scots Lass Tattoos

Isn't it interesting how all of the brilliant Caption My Freaky Photo Winners chose to put their temporary ink on their hands?  I recently asked the winners to send me a snapshot of themselves wearing the tattoos that they won by dazzling me with their witty and talented captions to my silly photos.

I was so pleased to get these back - Awesome or what?  

They Call Me Sausage Fingers

Colourful Rants of a Fed Up Sista

Daddy Can't Hear You

Cat told me that her kids got hold of her tats and stuck them on her glass partition at work. She took a shot of that!
 

Cat - Juggling Act of Life

Thanx to all of the winners who sent in their pictures to me and Big Ups to everone who regularly participates in my weekly Caption My Freak Photo Competition.  You make me smile more than you know.

You Plonkers are The Fucking Bomb! 

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