I purposely made all of today’s appointments within walking distance of the office, that way I wouldn’t have to worry about what to do with my car after I’d had a few glasses of champagne at lunch. Unfortunately, I didn’t remember this when I was picking out what to wear today and that is why I now have red raw toes from wearing my sky high Kurt Geiger heels on the walk to work. I remember finding these shoes in John Lewis’s end of season sale last week and just managing to squish my feet into them then but I was convinced that it was because my feet were swollen from the 10 viewings I had carried out that morning. I had also convinced myself that if I lost the stone I had planned to lose last year, then my feet would be slimmer and they would definitely fit. I don’t know what happens to me when I am shoe shopping it’s like all common sense leaves my brain as soon as I enter the shop door.
Now, this is my kind of challenge. Any excuse to show off my puppies. For this challenge I have chosen my boy dog, George. He is now 18months old and is an Alaskan Malamute cross German Shepherd. The photos are in date order, with the most recent first.
Lisa Syratt, where do I begin?
I won’t thank you for the Goggin chin.
But I’ll say cheers for other things,
Now I’m gonna pull at your heart strings.
You’ve been my Mum now for many years,
We have shared many laughs and some tears.
We are lucky enough to live in the Great British countryside, so as a result my entry for ‘Country’ is a photograph of my Alaskan Shepalute puppy, George enjoying his time playing in the fields. This was taken when he was about six months old, which is why the crops seem to dwarf him, now however it would be a different story.
- Daily Prompt: I Pledge Allegiance (dailypost.wordpress.com)
For this challenge, I have chosen head-shots of me and the pups. Enjoy!
The challenge: To take the third line of the last song I heard, make it my post title, and write for a maximum of 15 minutes.
The Last Song I heard: We can’t stop by Miley Cyrus
The Third Line: “It’s our party we can love who we want”
Is that true with the threat of pregnancies,
Unwanted trouser nits and STD’s,
And sex in the most awful locations.
Not to mention awkward conversations,
When you realise you have bedded a mate,
Which after a few vodkas sounded great.
A party just isn’t the place to hump,
Even if she has got the greatest rump.
So the next time you feel the need to mate,
How about you arrange a proper date?
Challenge Link: http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/08/29/daily-prompt-speed/
She thinks she is the next superstar,
standing there with her acoustic guitar.
But she’s just a young girl far from home,
a diva queen without her throne.
Stood between Tesco and Poundland,
her stage today is far from grand.
But maybe one day she will make it big,
and land her very own O2 gig.
But our street superstar will have to wait,
as only time will reveal her fate.
She could be the next X Factor winner,
or just another street corner singer.