Happy Halloween!!
I was trying to find a photo of a black cat or a witch or something but I couldn't find one on my PC (funny that, I mean why would i have stored a photo of a witch???) so instead, after some consideration, a photo of my friend's cat. Please meet Kimba. Kimba, whilst not entirely black, does seem to have some halloween-type characteristics. For example, Kimba can play the role of being possessed like the Devil, showing sometimes quite vicious tendancies. She has sharp teeth like a vampire (I say that from personal experience) and like a mummy who can't hear 'cos their ears are wrapped up in toilet roll (or whatever they use) she has the ability to offer "selective hearing". That said, she can be very sweet to. When she's sleeping.
Just before I move on from Halloween, I thought you might like to know that I was visited by no less than 6 ghouls this evening. 6 aero's later, I sent them on their merry way. It got me wondering what Jamie Oliver would be offering the trick or treaters that dare to knock on his door tonight? I'm pretty sure he won't be handing out the Turkey Twizzlers but surely Jamie can't be mean enough to open the door with a plateful of dried apricots can he??
Today I watched Jeremy Kyle at the gym whilst on the treadmill. Well, I wasn't on the treadmill for the whole of the show (it does go on for an hour you know) but I did manage to get the gist of today's saga - a request for a lie detector test to prove to the twice-cheating girlfriend that her six - ten-times-cheating boyfriend wasn't also gay. It seems that ITV are indeed making cuts to pay for their phone-in cheating fine as Jeremy refused to pay for a lie detector test! outrageous!
The highlight of my dad was one of the instructors at the gym approaching me to comment on my loss of weight - I could have kissed him!
Sorry, got distracted off the point then. Now where was I? Oh yes, Jeremy Kyle. I was reflecting on the programme and how boring my life was in comparison when I had the good fortune to meet up with an old friend and work colleague, who shall remain nameless, but who's work life could put the guests on Jeremy Kyle to shame. Not his own life I hasten to add, but the numerous colleagues that he works with, or who work for him and who seem to be doing their fair share of "overtime" if you understand what I am saying. I think in order to even try and compete with the excitement that seems to be occuring in other's lives, I am going to have to make some stuff up.
As you can tell from the late hour of this blog, this lady of leisure is having a few "time management" issues, trying to fit all the things i need to do into the days before I head off to be a cowgirl. On that note, I need to go and finish writing a letter for my dad.
Night.
