It burns, it aches, it throbs, and it is most definitely, not cool.
Day 6, of what shall now be known as ‘the Spincident’.
Minus the trip to Mackay, I have been on this lounge.
By the grace of the gods I have managed, thus far, to resist buying any of the products seductively luring me in on daytime TV.*
My father in law was off work for months due to illness, and it seemed each time we would visited he’d have a new TV “wonder product”. You can never have too many ‘wonder stick, or Ab circle, pro’s’ it seems.
I guess, only time will tell if I make it through this 3 weeks without a ridgey didge fry fan, food vitimiser, horizontal Pilates trampoline, or life insurance.
Wish me luck!!
*I am, however, quite certain the join-a-jig, would be perfect for Middle sister, we’ll see how the next few weeks pan out.
Escaping infomercials with my nephew , watching my lovely nieces 2nd favorite TV show. Cloud babies. Yes. It was as riveting as it sounds. If it sounded, not riveting at all.