Mr Tickle has been helping me in the kitchen. When mum goes to work, I'm in charge of dinner (dad always wants to go out for a meal) but I like wreaking havoc on the kitchen instead (and instead of restaurants wreaking havoc with my tummy!).
Balsamic steak stir-fry
Mum and I hit the shops again today... the tiler came around and after mum screamed down the phone line to her sister we took off for some retail therapy. I found this awesome shop called Swanky I think or something like that, anyway the clothes were quite good value and I just loved them. Little strappy tank tops and floaty dresses, denim mini skirts with flock detailing. Then I got sulky though because if I bought anything I would never get the chance to wear it in single digit weather. My mum took pity on me and bought a dress for me (~£10) lovely! and made me feel about 12 again.
We walked past a sushi shop and they had this (random) cute little display of furniture... oooooh, I want to make a dolls house, I'll add that to the list of things to do (of which I'm getting nothing done... obsessed by my cross stitch and finishing it).
(The new tiles in the ensuite look great by the way! This led to a few "I told you so's" between mum and dad...)
Mysteriouly a new Medicare card for me turned up which left me with the assumption that they are psychic - I had left my card in the UK and was going to try and find it, but it must have been expired anyway, as I have had a new one delivered to me. Problem solved.
We're going out to dinner tonight at the casino which should be nice. Maybe I can wear my new dress? But it's probably a bit casual. I could wear my grey "trousers" (for the foreigners... pants as they are locally known) but I was going to take the hem up as it's a bit long (and I don't have my tall tall boots) but like I mentioned... too much time spent cross stitching!
xoxo
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