It’s a pants off, full glass kind of Saturday. Whaddaboutit?!
Happy Friday!
Your Daily Contraceptive
I credit my staunch cat lady ways to minding too many kids and babies as a young teen. You hold enough crying babies and hose off infant nappy squits gone up to their neck and you make some life choices.
This, however, is delightful. I hope the film is as entertaining…
Know The Signs.
Goodbye and Hello
New-ish year, new platform to shout, waffle and fat finger mash my brain prrrffts into the internet black hole.
Blogger was good to me since January 2011, but it was no longer possible to stay there because of Google Wallet being unavailable in Ireland. Boooo. Perhaps there’s another way to update the payments but I’ll be fooked if I can find it.
There was no plan whatsoever for Where’s My Parade?!, but it turned into a diary of learning to cook. Without it, I wouldn’t be able to do more than add a jar of sauce to a lump of mayt, mix a nice margarita or have met the many lovely people involved in this (mostly) food blogging bubble. So, even if that’s disappeared into the ether, I’ll continue on here.
Let’s toast a farewell for my old blog homie, Where’s My Parade?!.
And onto the new, hurrah! Change is good.
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