Ok this blog lay-out needs to GO. I'm trawling through pages of all manner of brilliant, humdrum, egocentric and what-not streams of consciousness and frankly I don't think that my page quite cuts it. Where is that colour, that self defining page element that screams "ME" (and no, the egocentric ref. above was not an adjective for me at all!).
Enneways, I'm sitting on top of 5 ft of guilt right now because really, its 8.46 am. and right about now I should have been tooling along to work in that well preserved Civic that passes for transport in my life. Thanx of course to the husband man who borrowed (solely hogged car space) on "OUR" Fortuner simply because he looks like he could squish all lesser mortals in salon versions eeking out road space beside him and he loves the feeling. I've actually seen the slightly manic self satisfied gleam in the man's eyes when he's day tripping. Which is practically everyday.
Sigh, why o why did I sign up for wifedom? Marriage? yes. Traditional, role playing, letting husband take over bigger car simply because he can, wife thingy - just ... well ... NO.
Plus I made dosas and everything for breakfast when I could've just let the lot of 'em eat toast and fruit like the emancipated woman I am. One dosa at a time to total self obliteration.
Ok and now, like this tired ole lay-out, I simply must GO as well. Toodle - ooo.