Diary of Lisa Taylor, reluctantly 42 (and a half)

Or.. 'f.ck me I'm forty.. two.. and a half', though can look 38 on a - not so deluded - good day. Or 'How to reconcile a well experienced mind trapped in a still - but for how long? – youthful body.' Don't have the 30somethings angst/problems, neither have the resigned (?) ageing baby-boomers in safe family territory outlook yet. Here's how I cope, one day all sexy women will get old... but never invisible. © Lisa Taylor 2005/6/7/8/9. Jeez.. so much for the 42 and-a-half delusion

Friday, December 03, 2010

1 December - Shops & Snow

Some days I seem to deal with children at work. The amount of questions posed in a 'mummy now, now, I want to know now' tone I get are so many I just have to go to the loo and do my silent screams. Wish we were near a high speed train line and I'd go out scream for real at top of lungs. In the meantime I watch Brett from the Conchords on youtube doing his 'angry dance, in a very 80's style.

But could be worse. I could be working in a shop where I'd have aural torture for a month with all those crappy xmas tunes on a loop. Would send me postal in no time.

Ah, see, what a great start of the month.


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