I decided to combine cleaning the bathroom with bleaching my lip but I forgot I had a white moustache and licked my lip. If I die, please tell Husband what happened to me.
"She died cleaning." It would be quite a worthy epitaph. Better than "She died blogging after eating one too many Maltesers." Which is altogether more likely. And infinitely preferable.
aye!
ReplyDeleteI gave up on that white stuff and just wax now. Go for it - it only hurts for a minute! lol
ReplyDeleteEwww! Did it taste awful?!
ReplyDeleteThat's the trouble with multi-tasking you see, much better to be male and then you don't have to multi-task or bleach!!
Ha ha. At least you didn't go to the door or something.(Better off dead, right?) I too do the wax and tweezers thing. I wish there was a pill for it.
ReplyDeleteMulti tasking gone wrong!!!
ReplyDeleteNow what did I tell you? Housework is dangerous!! Stop it at once!
ReplyDeleteROFL!
I hope you don't die. Really. I just wax'n'pluck mine. It's all they do at the salon.
So I come here, this is the last post, 6 comments, How long has it been then?
ReplyDeleteHello Liz... Please blog or comment asap to confirm the reports of your bleaching are great exagerated.
LOL
ReplyDeleteHave a happy Easter anyway, Liz.
you're locked in the bathroom waiting to be rescued by fireman are'nt you?!!
ReplyDeleteA. xx
I'm just a coward, leslie!
ReplyDeleteYes, suburbia, it did!
No, it was a good job nobody knocked or I would have forgotten and opened the door, nancy!
I doubt my female abilities sometimes, cherrypie. I am no good at multi-tasking.
Housework shold have a warning sign, jay, you're right.
I'm still here, furtheron!
And to you, james.
They kept sending ugly ones but I told them it had to be a handsome hunky one, amanda!
Funny you should say that as today I thought up my epitaph in the bath:
ReplyDelete"Tho' oft sans lover or a dime
she was an ace at wasting time."