This time last week I was standing in the cold at my boys' football training, moaning that my Friday nights couldn't get any worse. I was dreading the same again tonight. Until the text came in saying it wasn't on! Hallelujah!! Friday night in my warm living room with a glass of cold wine...
But I had forgotten the rogue element, the fly in the ointment if you will, that goes by the name of Ava. She has a party to attend tomorrow and hadn't yet chosen what to wear. And for some strange reason (anyone that knows me knows I am certainly no fashionista) I got to 'help'.. I think she just wanted my opinion so that my choices could go into the Definitely No pile... And while sitting there amongst the discarded garments (tops, skirts, trousers, dresses, cardigans, tights, headbands) and watching Ava model her 1,874 outfit I realized that ... yes, things can always get worse....
About Me
- Michele Pender
- Donabate, County Dublin, Ireland
- Recently turned 40 and trying to find my fabulousness amongst the bits and pieces of life with three kids, aided and abetted by copious amounts of wine.
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