Weekend wash-up

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After a particularly shitful week, I was glad when my sister rocked up to spend the weekend. Even when she ate pink chicken, we still laughed. As her tummy gurgled, I cackled. 

We tend to spend a lot of time munching, when my sister is here. We went to Yogurtland, where she got a brain freeze: 

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I watch The Bear’s Mini Me play netball again, and listened to a kid have a ground kicking, grass ripping, red faced tantrum for the duration of the first quarter. 

Didn’t get a photo of that, but then again I’m not that keen to remember it. 

did however get a photo of the impact my sister had on my fur babies. She turned them into creatures with a desire for crazy time. Zelda was humping and crapping, Harry was rolling and cuddling, and Scouty squeaked her Monkey like her life depended on it: 

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With a world of pain and sadness whirling around in my head, it gave me a HUGE smile when I saw my beloved being a lady in New York. And not just any lady. She was THE LADY! 

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The other thing that had me smiling this weekend was the smell that filled the house when I lit this: 

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My mate Sally is churning out all kinds of amazeballs with her House of Damask. You should check her out. Tell her I sent you. What I like best about this candle is that it’s got the wrong label on it. It is actually a baby powder scented candle. And friends, there’s nothing better than that awesome smell of baby powder when there is no baby responsibility. 

How was your weekend? 

 

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