Neglected-Bored-Lonely
Work has been eclipsing absolutely everything fun and interesting in L’s life recently, much to the dismay of Buster and I. Instead of fooling around with her all day, rolling around and playing tricks on her, we have resorted to sleeping the days away mightily alone and depressed. I haven’t even been able to blog as L’s too busy for photos *sigh*
Today however L managed to squeeze in a delicious catch-up with the ever wonderful
Kim and the super fun
BonBon. They lazed and basked in the warm, golden sun, surrounded by lush greenery. They then gallivanted around the city in search of giant bowls of chips and enchantingly garlic –y aioli, and despite them all being well over the legal age, each chose an ice-cold coke to sip on while inhaling the tremendously thin fries.
After their quick lunch they of course stopped for outfit photos much to the amusement of passers by, but of course they giggled and danced despite of it.
Today L wore one of her only pairs of flat shoes. Her 14 hole Dr Martins, they were a gift from herself for her 16th birthday and true to the Doctors word they are still going strong (although they may need a polish) However once home L’s ankles were blistered beyond belief. Her keen deductive reasoning believes her feet have changed shape and her boots need to be re worn in. She is not looking forward to this. At all.