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.
11 comments:
aye!
I gave up on that white stuff and just wax now. Go for it - it only hurts for a minute! lol
Ewww! Did it taste awful?!
That'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.
Multi tasking gone wrong!!!
Now what did I tell you? Housework is dangerous!! Stop it at once!
ROFL!
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?
Hello Liz... Please blog or comment asap to confirm the reports of your bleaching are great exagerated.
LOL
Have a happy Easter anyway, Liz.
you're locked in the bathroom waiting to be rescued by fireman are'nt you?!!
A. xx
I'm just a coward, leslie!
Yes, 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:
"Tho' oft sans lover or a dime
she was an ace at wasting time."
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