I'll House You...the Search Begins......

Well hello there Blogbods. T'is time to share my daily meanderings. Well, the first day of The Chief's holiday brought such excitement and enormous levels of motivation and the Sparkles were in full flow. Managed to have heated 'discussion' in the car over need v want in relation to delicious pair of platform heels at half price and were told by The C Dawg (smallest infant) in no uncertain terms to "stop scribbling!" So we did, made like The Gaga, put on our Poker faces and went viewing several potential new candidates for the bigger, brighter, easy, breezy, beautiful.....Morris Towers! We have found something that could fit the bill already, Go Team! but it's early days and there's a long way to go before the house warming haha!
So, onto other business. My delectable chumwin Princess Puffypants has been attempting a month long celebration of her birthday. So far peeps, this has not been going to plan. Puffster has been plagued with abundant misfortune, cock ups galore and a steady stream of idiots blundering through her best laid plans. A 3 day cruise couldn't make it better and as I write this, my very best disco dolly is a woman on the edge, teetering dangerously on the brink of hysteria. As I see it, the only therapy my little chick pea needs is the power of dance (combined with the medicinal effects of a rake of jaegerbombs!)  and the mad love of all her friends Dance it out baby!!!!! Tonight we party and leave all worries behind. Oh, and give it one last valiant effort to purchase a fecking red outfit!