Sunday 6 April 2008

How clean is your house?

Greetings! Long time no blog. How terribly neglectful of us. I did think Tizz was going to do some mobile blogging but beyond the test it just stopped; what happened Tizz?

Today has been one of those rare super energized days. I got up and had breakfast whilst watching Bones (hmmmm David Boreanaz over breakfast - now that's what I'm talking about). However, lazy was not the name of the game. I knew I had to get cleaning peeps cos my house was, to put it politely, minging. I started downstairs in my 'pjs' and had the whole of the downstairs bleached and sparkley and dust free within about an hour. Quick stop to go make myself look go-jus to have lunch with my ma, then back to it again. This time upstairs. It was whilst I was up there that I discovered that the mirror in my dressing room was covered in some nastee, wouldn't come off with just a duster substance. I think it was a mixture of styling products such as hairspray etc. It wasn't shifting though. To my utter shame, I lacked the polish that was needed. Fizz was up at theatre. Oh gawd, yep I had to do it. I texted Wavey to see if he had any polish I could borrow, thus admitting that my house was minging. And I lacked the proper cleaning tools. Turns out that it's a good job Wavey is a clean freak as he had not one but two products to offer, yay (he's probably going to kill me for blogging that but hey *shrugs shoulders* my blog, my right to say whatever pleases me) so upstairs was finished. Next up was two sewing jobs that I'd been putting off, not being a big fan of the needle and thread. And now I'm in the kitchen creating dins...I decided to put all of that in one giant paragraph cos it's felt like one big busy, don't pause for breath, kind of day.

So to dinner. Well, I fancied something really tasty and after all that cleaning I know I deserve it. So I've thrown together the following ingredients: olive oil, red onion, yellow and red pepper, sugar snap peas, plum tomatoes, kidney beans, chorizo sausage with a splash of tabasco and a few shakes of paprika: one big spicy ratatouille. All to be served up with rice. Absolute and total yumness. My mouth is watering just typing that. Bring it on. Think I'm even going to pour myself a glass of wine which is just the ultimate in decadence. What with that, and Bob Marley rockin' his stuff as I type, I am one contented Dizz.

Hope you've all had a fabby weekend. Let us know what you've been doing in that comments box. You know we love the interaction!

Oh one last thing. How good was the new Dr Who? Ooooh suits you! Had all the perfect ingredients for a winning opening episode. Roll on the rest of the series.

Ta-ta xxx

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

well I was having a fabby weekend ...

Friday evening I couldn't decide between the casino and the lap-dancing club so decided on a quiet night in watching TV ... Saturday evening i spent eating and drinking with 2 - yes 2 - rather nice women (one of whom kept flashing her underwear at me) ... and Sunday evening was going OK until I read the words 'clean-freak' !

My reputation now lies in tatters .

I may turn to drink !

Claire said...

I'd just like to clear something up since Wavey has been taking liberties with the truth. I only flashed my underwear once and that was when I was dragged across from where I was comfortably sitting to another part of the sofa by Fizz. I was wearing a dress. Legs were pulled up in order to drag. And that was how the flashing happened. Thus endeth the clearing up :o)