Contrary to what regular readers might think of my somewhat lethargic blog socialising in recent months, it isn’t because I went off you, or further, joined a midget circus as Ringmistress (I wish… the dream!) and therefore had no free time. What actually happened was I decided to clean out one of my four ginormous closets, and got sucked into a parallel universe when I found a door at the back that gave way to a magical Kingdom of which I was soon crowned Evil Queen after riding a unicorn into Elftown and really giving those little guys hell. What can I say. The sound of Dopey, Mopey and Gropey squealing “Flee, flee, the Evil Queen cometh” = #2 top turn on. Now you know something personal about me.
Shortly after snapping this pic, I took a sweater out and the whole thing collapsed. So it’s back to sniff-testing things I pick up off the floor of a morning.
As usual in these sorts of situations, time passed at three times the normal rate so when I got drunk on fermented elf juice one day and fell from my genuine Unicorn leather high heels back through the door into this world I was like “woah, where did the time go, I haven’t visited anyone’s blog in ages”. So apologies and here’s a revamped link love/blogroll section to make up for it.
THE HOTLIST OF LUSTY LINK LOVE
I compiled this blog list by going through my Twitter interactions because all the cool kids are talking to me on there. Then I put some other cool stuff on there like “Animals Being Dicks” and some Ron Burgundy related greatness. Anchorman #2 is coming soon kids! Let’s hope it doesn’t suck as hard as most sequels.
If you aren’t on my blog roll or Twitter but think you should be, email me at cakesandshakesblog@gmail.com or hit me up here. My Twitter is protected because I get a lot of angry elf related spam, but I’ll probably ‘accept’ if you click follow as long as you aren’t:
- An angry Elf.
- A moron. Oh no wait, I love morons. We should totally talk.
Here’s a picture of me in case you missed me.
Unicorn riding does wonders for your legs. Alcohol helps with the good mood.
I have wine, cute heels and a new dress, so you know life is going well. I fell off the push-ups wagon so my arms are still soft, girl ones. Sadly, all my elf-whupping didn’t translate into any gains in strength. But you can see I’m still slender so it’s ok to talk to me. I’m in a process of gradual recommitment to upper body love, but I’m still running like a maniac since Summer is finally here.
Final Words of Wisdom: Stay away from the back of your closet and make sure if you are in there you have a big supply of toilet paper with you since fairyland is like, very far from a Walmart or Tescos and wiping your ass on moss gets old after a while. Or like keep a lighter on you in case you get a tick back there you have to burn off.
What better pattern loo roll to wipe your ass with!
