Do you know how much you annoy me? The answer is a lot
The week before holidays is always mental, with everyone wanting a piece of your time; blogging tends to drop off the bottom of the list. Especially as nothing substantial or intelligent is making its way out of my brain. This is another post just like that.
It doesn’t help that just as I am going on holiday I am at the annoying point in wedding planning where people aren’t getting back to me, are getting greedy when they hear the word ‘wedding’ and generally just showing a lack of customer service. I am naming no names, but seriously, a little bit of helpfulness or even grammar wouldn’t go a miss. Someone show me a good value Edinburgh hotel that wont rip me off and ill give you a smacking great big hug and a kiss…
Or maybe not, you probably won’t want a kiss from me right now as I am still in the throws of the biggest breakout on my face I have ever had. I never had spots as a teenager, but as I head towards my mid 30s I have turned into a pizza. Acne is not a good look, plus I really can’t help picking and squeezing and making them red. Attractive. I really want to go for the whole Liz Earle system, but can I justify the money? Anyone got a better solution?
I also have failed to line up anyone to guest post for me to keep this little place ticking over whilst I am out of the office so to speak. Anyone fancy writing something for me? It can be on anything you want, a recipe, a write up of your weekend, some photos, something on why you hate weddings possibly… anyways drop me a line if you fancy it.
…and another thing, it looks like summer has officially ended here, right before my lil’bro comes up for his first visit toEdinburgh. It’s a shame as now hell have to see the inside of my favourite pubs rather than bbqing on the Meadows with lots of cider. Trekking around in the grey is not that fun, drinking is a better option. I hope he has no objections to this…
Good news wise, well, I have booked our mini-moon at the fabulous Hipping Hall (now this is a hotel which knows customer service), I have 1 day of work left before 17 days off and I’m finally back on the swimming wagon so I wont look like a hefalump on the beach next to my sister. I am also trying the no carbs before marbs diet (although I am failing miserably)… who can live without bread, rice, potatoes and cookies. Not me.
Hopefully things are better out in blog land…? Want to write a guest post for me? Any skin recommendations? Hotels? Diets? Anyone? Please just help…!
Miss S x