Curious Incidents of a Flailing Mermaid

Christmas Soundtrack Day 12 - in between your festive buns

Morning all,

This is day 12 of the Christmas soundtrack challenge – the final day. Some readers maybe disappointed that I’ve not been my usual “sarky” self (ahem Elle - on hiatus ). But I don’t think 12 days is long enough for me to get sarky. Also, I do better with prompts that I don’t really want to answer – that’s when my blog posts get more entertaining.
I also know that my song choices have been quite conservative for me. So, today, I’ve got a song that is neither conservative nor sentimental. Some of you may laugh, some may cringe, and some may be offended. If you are offended, have some mulled wine and relax!
Unlike many of my other choices, today’s track was always going to be on the list: either as day one or day twelve. I’m very glad I saved it for last. I hope you’ll agree!

In other news, I know I’m late with this post. But the day just flew by yesterday without me managing to write a single word! In fact, I’m not sure what I did, apart from tidy and entertain. I use the term entertain lightly as it was only my best friend and her bloke that was over. Given that she calls my office “her bedroom”, I’m not required to put too much effort into entertaining her. In fact, once the two men had gone to bed (about 9:30pm) we simply got blankets and curled up to watch a TV show we needed to catch up on. No discussion needed! Well, apart from whether to watch another episode or not. Perfect!

I have a question. Three actually… Chris says he is house-proud and likes things tidy. Why then, is he the messiest person in the world? And why is it that when I get off my arse to tidy, he is incapable of helping? Is it a man thing or just a Chris thing?

I tidied the whole of downstairs (its basically one big room and a kitchen). I felt I needed to because a) it was a tip, b) the Christmas tree is going up today, and c) I knew that once we started being invaded, it’d just get worse. But all Chris said was “don’t bother, its fine”. However, I imagine, once my friend and her bloke turned up with their stuff, he will have been grateful for my efforts…

If I had bothered, the house would now look like a Christmas shit hole…

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