It's been a not do very much and do it slowly weekend. Mr M took me in search of some new tops when I realised that most of my T-shirts are nearly as old as Miss Boo and those that are younger are actually cast offs from my sister in law. We did grown-up shopping on Saturday morning and "Oh gosh" we have bought frozen stuff so we'll have to go straight home - secretly we both like that to happen sometimes. We spent the rest of the day dozing and waking and watching TV.
"Tomorrow" said Mr M "We'll go to that shop my sister told us about and buy you some clothes of your own" So on Sunday we went to Cwmbran and into a shop called Yours, where they have clothes for short fat people. I spent a lot of his money on six tops. I love them.
He suggested that if I wanted to I could go into the changing room and try them on. He had totally forgotten that small space and me is not compatible. As he was speaking he saw the look on my face and remembered, then he stopped speaking. They have an online shop too so I might be spending a little more money today
So that's me on Monday, an idea from Sian at FromHighInTheSky