Then don't say anything at all.
Or at least that is the way I was brought up.
Despite it being Tuesday and despite my love for blogging on Tuesdays, part of me wasn't going to bother trying to blog today. Based on the whole if you can't say anything nice principal, there is a chance that it could very well be for the best if I were to stop now.
But I am not going to because I have my grump on and when I have my grump on I like to try and break a few rules here and there.
The worst part of it all is that I don't even know why I have my grump. All I know is that if given the chance I would happily stab random eyeballs with a fork. In fact now that I think about it, I could almost delight in stabbing with a fork any and all random bodily areas.
There is no apparent reason for this foul mood. Other than the usual fun and games of life.
Like the rather strenuous yet environmentally friendly trip to the supermarket that saw me not actually come home with everything that I needed to prepare dinner.
Not that it really mattered because the moment Mr A walked in the door from work, he whisked me and two super exhausted girls down to the local hockey stadium to watch the U15 National Championship. Random you might think, but he discovered some kids of some blokes he knew in another life and state were playing and wouldn't it be great to see them and....No need to organise to dinner there will be something there. We stupidly thought
I really wish I had of followed Teapot's lead when she curled up on the couch and fell asleep. Turns out five hours poolside really took it out of
her everyone there.
Gosh I love school holidays.
Any way given that it is Tuesday, and I am joining in all the fun of IBOT, and there are so many wonderful post to be read I will end this one for you. It is nothing like what I wanted it to be. Though nothing new there.
Oh if you were wondering about the story I spoke of last week, it can be found here