rantings, ravings & daily chocolate cravings: musings of a simple mind...

What are you trying to say???

Addiction: Dependence on a substance that is harmful to physical or mental health, social well-being, or economic functioning.

Hmmmm... can shoes be classified as a "substance"?

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Ooooh, and let's not forget these...

Apparently...

... the photo of the super sexy Mr S's scarred butt was a little too much for the wussier of my friends... that means YOU, delicious Ms C!

Therefore, in the name of friendship (and not wanting to cause any more vomitting amongst my nearest and dearest), I'm creating more space between the top of my blog and the photo of the super sexy Mr S's butt.

So, here's your final warning... if you're faint of heart, weak of stomach or fragile of nerves, then DO NOT, under ANY circumstances, scroll down to take a look at the piccie below.

DANGER.

GO BACK.

NO ENTRY BEYOND THIS POINT.

Now, that's it. Stop your damn whinning.

Are you squeamish?

Cos if you are, I'd look away NOW...

This means YOU, glorious Ms K...

OK. This is it. The point of no return.

Turn.

Away.

NOW!

Guess who had his staples removed this week? The super sexy Mr S! All 30 of them, to be exact. He's recovering at home now... slowly but surely. Everyday he gets a bit more movement, and the pain... well, the pain is still pretty bad, but he seems to be coping well enough.

He'll be on crutches for the next 6 weeks, at least, so he won't be going bungee jumping any time soon. But still, at least the surgery is complete and he's relieved to finally have it done.

Now, the countdown is on for the next surgery, to have the other hip done.

Poor baby...