ho ho ho..

Nothing says happy christmas like a chocolate cake.. fact.

Fuck off Santa..

I think that most people that know me at all will know that I like christmas a lot. Probably a lot more than I should and I am the first to admit that I buy into the whole consumerism stuff. My argument is, that as long as I am aware of this I technically haven't sold out. The thing is I like the hype; not because I think the spirit of christmas is wrapped up in some over-priced paper but because even though every year most of the country moan about it, we still let ourselves spend hundreds of pounds on crap that would otherwise never get bought. I love the fact that every year my Nana buys me something purple and frilly that will sit on a shelf getting covered in dust because I know that at some point she will have thought that it was perfect for me.
This is why I don't understand the concept of wish lists.
Every year my dad emails me a list of stuff that my sisters and his wife would like, he then asks me to send him one too. This has now become a bit of an ongoing joke in my house because - as my mum pointed out - every year I reluctantly send a list and every year he never buys me anything from it.
So this year I have decided to send him a really good list of stuff, things that I really want - like the entire cast of High School Musical or a Bugatti Veyron. I'm hoping this will teach him a lesson about his life and me and about rubbish christmas presents - I mean come on I'm not asking for much all I ever wanted was a Mr Frosty, tight bastard..

I could grow a moustache...

..thats what my friend Lucie said when I sent her this photo.
The point she seemed to miss and the whole reason I sent it was because this is an entire magazine dedicated to smoking cigars and the things that people (men) that smoke cigars are interested in. I only wish I was Tom Selleck though, mostly because of the cigar and the moustache but also because I would look THAT cool and I would have so many friends.. Fact.

101 juiciest celebrity hook-ups..

this is what it has come too. courtesy of E! Entertainment.

its cold again

and I'm moaning about it.. I suppose I should be happy that its not raining and that I'm not in a queue at the time.

ambition is not a four letter word

This blog thingy is driving me crazy.. I just want one font and one size for all of my blogs, is that too much to ask?!!!

I want a utility belt.

I am a domestic goddess. fact.
not only did I build this myself (the one on the left) I also drilled it to the wall. I also put up some hooks and fixed my desk. I'm like a Jim'll Fix It for the home, without the scouts or the shell suit..

too much time on my hands?

this is the cookie I made on Sunday - it was bigger than my head.. time well spent I think.