this is prolly the gazillion-th time i told myself to get my ass off the chair and march towards muggin'. blog-surfing and blogging would certainly kill me one day, lets just pray it's not today.

had a nightmare bout bees last night. sent shivers down my spine. i do not wish to have any encounters with bees. nah-uh. whether it's small lil bumble bees, or large fury black and yellow ones, or even the nastier of sorts :honets , just stay away from me. DITTO. :( repercussions of having to see so many bees in my house lately. Grrrr...


the leftovers.



in case you guys couldn't make out what these tiny (wells they don't look tiny do they) things are, they are the bees that my dad so courageously murdered. SENT TO THE GALLOWS THEY WERE. that's bout prolly 20 bees maybe? and according to sources from daddy dearest, there are like 20 others which escaped.
Disgusting.

the mother loved the present we got for her. the mother loved the peach colour Fila polo-t. the mother loves polo-t, and the mother loves peach colour. the mother thought i had bought it for my own, and was jealous as hell (wells, according to her) as she doesn't have it. the mother was so happy and touched by our lil' gesture that she tried it on and posed in front of us. the mother was really happy.

since today's mother's day. mummie dearest would be entitled the " The mother" address.
I love The Mother! :)