I clicked on something I shouldn't have clicked on and the blog went a bit haywire.
I think I've figured it out now, so, to bring you up to date...
We finally found a bottle of Cuervo Gold in a supermarket, so our first "real" (i.e. made to my own private - and extensively researched - recipe) Margaritas have been consumed. I can't believe I went more than two years without a real Margarita............
I did my brain training on the DS every single day in March. It clearly works, as my brain age has gone from 25 at the beginning of the month to 33 now. Pah!
Kevin is afraid. He's very afraid.
And all because, while hanging out the washing in beautiful warm sunshine one afternoon, I went ever so slightly OCD with the clothes pegs!!
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I also do the peg thing... I'm hoping my other half thinks it's cute as opposed to incredibly wrong... although, really, I don't care what he thinks... it just looks better this way!
I have a suspicion that "wrong" is what's in his head. I keep trying to explain to Kevin that it takes as much effort NOT to match the pegs as to match them, but he won't have it!
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