Merry Makeover!

It’s time!
Kids bundled off Down Under with one gigantic teddy bear and British residency visas. Check.
Obligatory tears at the airport in arms of my handsome Englishman. Done.
Right on the money pep talk from Air New Zealand aircrew sympathetically saying behind my blubbering cuddle –

‘Just the two of you for Christmas? Excellent!
Think of all those things you can do around the house with the door open!!!!
I’d get her off to the pub and home straight after!’ said to the Englishman.
Complete.
Now it’s time to take off the Supermum cape and become… da da dee dum….
Super-lover.

Cue long cuddly days savouring each other’s company, romantic meals a deux, and no early morning wake up calls! The bliss of only putting on the dishwasher once a day. No wet towels left on the floor to curl your toes when you climb out of the shower. No dashes to drama rehearsals, or storming Sainsburys.

Woohoooo!
I’ve got the outfit to jingle his bells all sorted!  (this number from Ann Summers should do the trick!)
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I’ve got a Christmas larder full of cheer. And beer.
I’ve got a whole house full of quiet and only four watchful (but not judgemental) eyes, in the dog and cat.

There’s snow on the ground, and an excuse to stay in.

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We’ve had four days together sans enfants in the past year, so there’s lots of time to make up for and we are ready to be a couple again. Cue the violins and the champagne on ice.

There’s only one *sniff* problem.
*snort* *sniff* cough*

As is typical for this time of year, after all the rush and the worry of the year it’s been, I’ve been felled by a stinking cold. My nose is dripping like a tap with a faulty washer.

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Eyes look like I’ve got the Halloween pink contact lenses in.
I can breathe as easily as traffic is currently negotiating the M20!
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I am the epitome of Christmas sex-appeal. Not.

There’s only one thing to do and that’s to head off to bed, and hope that I wake up ready for my magical Christmas makeover. Or perhaps a festive round of Doctors and Nurses is in order?


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'Merry Makeover!' has 4 comments

  1. December 21, 2009 @ 11:06 am Kelly

    Awww isn't that typical? I feel your pain too. Im due to be spending 8 whole days alone with my boyfriend from the 27th… and my nose is sniffling too. But its really annoying as every time i blow it i get a nose bleed. Argh!Hopefully by the time im due to head to Peterborough i should be all bubbly and well again! Yay!

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  2. December 21, 2009 @ 11:06 am Kelly

    Awww isn't that typical? I feel your pain too. Im due to be spending 8 whole days alone with my boyfriend from the 27th… and my nose is sniffling too. But its really annoying as every time i blow it i get a nose bleed. Argh!

    Hopefully by the time im due to head to Peterborough i should be all bubbly and well again! Yay!

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  3. December 21, 2009 @ 1:58 pm vegemitevix

    Kelly, Doc Vix recommends a good dose of medicinal whiskey (or brandy). Hope you get there and have a ball – a jingle ball! 🙂

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  4. December 21, 2009 @ 1:58 pm vegemitevix

    Kelly, Doc Vix recommends a good dose of medicinal whiskey (or brandy). Hope you get there and have a ball – a jingle ball! 🙂

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