17 pairs of boobies that are practically perfect

1. Let’s just settle this once and for all, there is no such thing as a perfectly matching pair of boobies.

Let's just settle this once and for all, there is no such thing as a perfectly matching pair of boobies.

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2. In fact, boobies come in all different shapes…

In fact, boobies come in all different shapes...

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3. …sizes…


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4. …and colors.

...and colors.

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5. Some pairs of boobies don’t even look remotely the same.

Some pairs of boobies don't even look remotely the same.

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6. While others look almost like twins. ALMOST.

While others look almost like twins. ALMOST.

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7. Some pairs of boobies like to face a specific direction together.

Some pairs of boobies like to face a specific direction together.

8. While other pairs of boobies face the total opposite direction from each other.

While other pairs of boobies face the total opposite direction from each other.

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9. Some pairs of boobies sit up high.

Some pairs of boobies sit up high.

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10. Other pairs hang out down low.

Other pairs hang out down low.

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11. Some booby pairs sit far apart.

Some booby pairs sit far apart.

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12. While others sit very close together.

While others sit very close together.

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13. Boobies can appear long and lean.

Boobies can appear long and lean.

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14. Or short and squat.

Or short and squat.

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15. Sometimes boobies point up high, while others point down low…even in the same pair!

Sometimes boobies point up high, while others point down low...even in the same pair!

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16. Basically, boobies are the best…

Basically, boobies are the best...

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17. …and each and every pair is uniquely beautiful.

...and each and every pair is uniquely beautiful.
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Happy Blogiversary to me!!

I’ve done it.  Today is my fourth blogiversary.

From what started as just somewhere to jot down my rants, raves and thoughts, has evolved in to a recipe hoarding, reviewing and parenting site…  Can I be big headed, and say that it has gone from strength to strength..?

Here’s to another four fabulous years x

That’s another year done with…

2013 has, well and truly, been the bain of my life.  Right from the very start of the year (quite literally), something wasn’t right.  Hubby said that it was bound to be a bad year because it had the number 13 in it.  I was determined to prove him wrong.

Let’s start from the beginning.

January.  Happy New Year!  Hubby, little man and I are all ill.  We’ve all been suffering for about a week now, and it doesn’t seem to be getting any better.   About halfway through the month, my car decided to pack in.  I couldn’t drive, and I felt so isolated, having to rely on lifts from parents.  Still in January, hubby is rushed into hospital.  He is doubled over with excruciating pains in his stomach…  Still no diagnosis.

February.  Little man has bumped his head, and has a rather large ‘egg’ on his head.  Same day, my aunt’s house is broken into, and my uncles car is stolen…  All during my mums’ 60th birthday celebrations.

March.  Hubby in hospital again, but at least this time it’s for a good reason.  Sort of.  He’s in there for an operation to remove his Gall bladder.  That’s what’s been the agony.  So he’s there, and I’m at home with my little man, who looks to have picked up a tummy bug from somewhere, and I’m up to my arms in baby vomit.  The end of March, my cousin announces she’s expecting baby number 3.  Obviously, we’re all made up for her, so things starting to look up a little there…

April.  I get my car back.  My cousin has lost her baby.  My cousin is taken in to hospital for her procedure…   Rest In Peace, Elsie Jayne.  Only 1/2 pound in weight.  The same day, hubbys’ grandmother passes away.   Rest in Peace, Vera.  You will be sadly missed.  Two funerals in two consecutive days.  Then a holiday…  About time.  I need this to recover.

May.  My little man basically uses his ‘face as a break’, as he rushes around our garage in excitement.  It’s bad.  There’s blood everywhere; but after I manage to clean it up, it’s only a bad graze…  I ended a relationship with my ‘best friend’.  Meh.  Some best friend.  Good news!  Another cousin had a baby boy ❤


June.  I’m getting more and more stressed with work.  I have an occupational therapy review, and have been told (basically) that my job is making me ill.

July.  I severely damage my ankle.  It’s not broken, but I can’t put any weight on it at all.  My mum and dads’ Ruby wedding anniversary (40 years).  Happy news again!

August.  My ankle is still incredibly painful.

September.  My little mans’ 2nd birthday.  What a disaster.  His party was ok, but his actual birthday…  I’m not going in to it, as there’s a whole other post about that, which you can read about here.  It’s holiday time again!  This is actually an early anniversary holiday for hubby, little man and I.  Video here.

October.  Beginning of the month, we’re still on holiday.  What a pain this is turning out to be.  The little man has well and truly hit his terrible 2’s, and is slowly becoming very difficult to deal with.  By the way, my ankle is still in pain, and it still ‘gives out’ every now and again.  Halloween.  Our 4th wedding anniversary.  What a great day!  Trick or treating was a total success, and little man had so many sweets and treats that I had hubby stuff most of it in his pockets, as they were spilling out of little mans’ ‘pumpkin bucket’.  Me?  I had no pockets…  I was dressed up.  Don’t ask me what as though, as I’m still unsure myself…  All I know is that I had a lot of fun ^_^


November.  My ankle is starting to recover.  It’s no longer painful, but it still occasionally ‘goes’ when I walk.

December.  I’m broke.  I have no money.  Christmas is looking to be a disaster, but never panic!  Everything comes heads up, and I manage to buy everyone everything I wanted to.  Including the over-spoiling of this terrible two’s little man.  He has more toys than I can put anywhere!  They’re literally all over the house.  Will I ever have a house instead of a playroom every again..?

I have probably forgotten something in there, somewhere.  My mind has probably blocked something, like it normally does.  I’m good at that you see.

Anyway.  Today is New Years Eve.  Let’s let bygones be bygones.  As the old poem reads;

“Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind ?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and auld lang syne?”

Happy New Year, everyone.  Here’s to an amazing 2014.




It’s been one of those weeks.  It’s always the same to me when it’s leading up to a holiday / break / day out…  My husband, son, mum and dad are going to Cologne, Germany tomorrow for the Christmas markets.  We’re only going Sunday – Tuesday, but I’m really looking forward to it.

There’s still so much to do before we can even say we’re remotely ready to go…  We need to clean the house, nip into our local town, go to my mum & dads to pick up the budgie (more about that one later), come home, pack the bags, make sure we’ve got enough nappies, wipes, clothes, etc. for William, and probably lots more that I’ve not even thought about yet.

My wonderful BFF, Becki, has so very kindly accepted my request to stay in our house for the duration we’re away.  It’s not to look after the house (I’m fairly confident the house can look after itself ha ha), but to look after the birds.  I have two zebra finches – a girl named Mocha and a boy named Latte; and my parents’ have a budgie named Sweetie-Pie.

So, why has it been one of those weeks?  Well, I’ve been suffering with a frozen shoulder for a few days now, which is being generous enough to spread right across the back of my neck and over to the other shoulder now.  It’s not so much painful as it is stiff…  I feel like I’ve been stuck in the same position for a long period of time without being able to move.  It’s frustration more than anything.

That’s just one thing though…

This morning I heard the letterbox, with what sounded like a pile of mail…  Obviously the postman was just a little heavy handed, as it was just one slip of card.  “Your parcel has been left in the grey bin”.  A little annoying, as I didn’t hear him knock even though I was awake, but regardless, my parcel was safe and sound, and I now have an amazing little iPod docking station for the living room.

So, about 20 minutes later, we get out of bed and I think I hear a van…  I move aside the blinds to peer out, but it was just one of the neighbours in their car (yes, their car sounds like it needs a new fan belt and a bit of a tune up too), but I notice something…

I immediately start to panic.  “What an f*^king idiot!” I say outloud.  My husband immediately asks me what the matter is.  I explain that some d*ckhead had left a parcel on the doorstep, out in public viewing with all to see.  My husband quickly grabbed his keys and went to retrieve it.

It was something that I’d ordered from Vistaprint.  I’m not blaming Vistaprint for this at all…  But before I continue, I have to say publicly that I am loosing my faith in using them if they are going to continue to use this delivery company.

The parcel had been delivered from a company called ‘Yodel’.  Heard of it?  Well, the amount of complaints made about this company is a joke (see here: Yodel on Facebook).  There was a parcel, and no slip posted through…  So I wouldn’t have even known (and would have lost my money) if one of my (dodgy) neighbours would have seen the appealing brown box and taken it for himself.

A friend of mine had a similar problem a few days ago by this company – An item had been delivered to him by Yodel.  Yodel had very kindly posted a ‘could not deliver’ slip through his door stating “left under your car”.  What it didn’t mention is that is was left under his car in a puddle, and will definitely damage the box…  I’m unsure what the condition of the item was as I’ve not spoken to him for a while, but regardless of the condition, it should be down to Yodel to cover any expenses and compensation.

But, no matter of the type of week I’ve had, I’m going away tomorrow, and I’m really excited to be out of the country for a little while.  There are lots of other things to look forward to this month too – It’s my birthday on 21 December (thanks in advance for your birthday wishes ha ha), and it’s only 17 sleeps left until Christmas!