Mundane on the Move

So yesterday I posted my 500th post. That is a whole lot of talking shit going down hey!

So it is quite fitting that I give this blog a little break while I escape the mundane for a week and have a little mummy time. With no kids. Or husband. Or guinea pigs. Or Peter.

Me Time! The possibilities are endless……..

Thanks for hanging around and soaking up the mundane for 500 posts. Not only are you a good sort, you are a good sport. And heads up Mr Woog, when you collect me at the airport, I will be the one with the hair braids and a tattoo of a dolphin smoking a bong with a frangipani on it. A nasty pink frangipani. x