I winced as someone stepped on my foot, again. The whole end of term party wasn’t my sort of thing but my dance friends had persuaded me it would be a great night and they would stick with me the whole time. And I’d stupidly believed them but within half an hour of arriving three of them had got chatted up and wandered off to dance with the random people and the other four were in relationships and had soon disappeared with their significant others. Leaving me alone, and awkward at a party I didn’t even...

So.

My little girl has been asking for a very long time for me to post a super nice blog. I told her that I already wrote nice blogs. But apparantly they werent nice enough.

"What is an IceMaiden" wasn't nice enough as she isn't elitist, and it had funny, true little things she does when she is a brat in it.

Both "Boobs" and "Bottoms" were rejected because "they are all about my sexual parts."

"Taking...

Anyone that read Sophie's last blog is now aware we have several conversations about poop and have no barriers whatsoever.

This was further proven tonight during a conversation we had when I decided to text her and inform her I was pooping and then when I returned to skype she said that was far too quick, how do I poop so quickly when it takes her 20 minutes.

I told her in those five minutes I had also washed my hands and face and drank my vitamins and she was adamant it...

Master recently wrote about taking him for granted in some areas. I might be just a teensy bit guilty of the things he talks about in his blog. But only a teensy bit. I'm too sweet and innocent to be entirely to blame.

It did however get me thinking about how many of us end up taking others for granted without meaning to or realizing until we are told about it. It's part of being human, after all.

And whilst I might take for granted some of the things Master does, I certainly...

So I am a part of a volunteer panel who try out different products to make sure they are suitable for sale or do what they advertise to do. Recently I got asked to test out some sunscreen in lab conditions. Now I’m usually pretty good at reading instructions but for this lab test I didn’t actually read what was required of me except it was 2 hours on one of the days and 30 minutes the day after and it involved laying still for at least an hour which I can do.

So on the day in question...

Recently I had a conversation with my little girl. I dont keep logs, and don't recall the exact wording, but it went something like.

Quote:

Me: So, you expect me to be here on the nights you say you won't be, on the offchance you change your mind?

Her: Exactly!

Although this was said (mostly) as a joke, it leads in nicely to the meat of this blog. Due to life being life, my little girl and I didn't see much of each other for a few days, then a short...

I’m genuinely not a very ticklish person. If you startle me when you tickle me then I will react and laugh and squeal because I wasn’t expecting it and wasn’t prepared but its more from the surprise than actually tickling me. Obviously everyone is ticklish so I can’t say I am completely not ticklish because that would be a lie. I am ticklish, but only in very specific spots though. For example my neck, shoulders, wrists and ankles and upper thighs (that is a weird one and I can’t remember how I worked...