Musings of Khlari

Just found this out, and had to share this with you because it was so strange……

Yep. Official. I did it. I have passed my M.A. I am now officially a smart-arsed weirdo woman. Two years down the line, here I am, M.A,. in hand. Now what do I do with the damned thing????

Yes, brought to book by Mr SpicyCauldron. Admission of guilt, I’ve been playing on Facebook and have not been a good little blogger. Slapped wrist to self. Back soon, promise…..

I’m back, I’m back!!!!well, I haven’t actually physically been anywhere as such, just out of the loop, so to speak. the dreaded novel is in, although I managed to again be so ill that it was hard to finish what I needed to do when I needed to do it. Yes, the dreaded migraines again made an appearance in a spectacular fashion just when I could really have done without them. That coupled with the near obligatory printer hissy-fit. Great.

The Bride and Groom…Berni attempting to chop Gary’s hand off…….(well, she didn’t say that, but….)

This is the real M______- stealing Becca’s champagne (about right for my small monster……..)

Wahay! I have a domain! Gosh that looks clever and technical and stuff! (Good job I have the lovely AmethystDragon then….I wouldn’t have known what to do about it!!!!!)…tee hee

Here are some more wedding pics……

Yep, this one is indeed very scary-pastelled to near-oblivion (Mr A said he didn’t like it- apparently I didn’t look like me). Quite frightening…..

Shade your eyes, it’s shocking.

Frantic, Fiendish, and Frankly knackering. This week, that is. Work has been hideously busy and I haven’t stopped. Weekend in Stockport was fun though. Got there on Saturday with Mr A and M____, then we all including Sal and Ali, went to see the Dr Who exhibition in Manchester, which was frankly…pants. Cost us £26.00, and contained a few costumes from the last series, with lots of strobe lighting, and then deposited the kids neatly in the middle of the shop. So that was a bit annoying to say the least. Back to sunny Stockport, then we went out for a drink with some old friends from our Drama group back in Stockport- some of them I hadn’t seen for 16 years or so, and one was an ex-boyfriend…. Mr A in hysterics at this, thought it was even funnier when Sal and I revealed that we had both been out with him. Shall we say that he’s changed a bit in the meantime……his mum and dad came out to, who I always got on really well with……