- me: omg i'm so fat what's wrong with me
- me: i'm gonna work really hard to get a super hot body
- me two minutes later: omg is that cake
when i got home today my mum was knitting and then she saw me and stopped and was like:
“steph yay you’re home! look at this wool i bought today!” then she takes this ball of wool out and thrusts it towards me and goes “right, this is like magic wool. i was in the shop and the nice woman working there showed me a sample you see all these colours in it?” and she like rifles through it fining these rainbow strands. so i nod and she’s all”right well when you knit with it all the colours blur together! and make like stripes and coloured spots and it’s going to be so pretty and i’m going to make another jumper for the baby (the baby is my new cousin who isn’t born yet. mum’s already knitted 5 jumpers) and i can’t wait to finish this one cause i just want to knit with the magic wool!”
i’ve never seen a grown woman so excited about wool.
one upon a time there was a princess in a tower and a prince came to rescue her
“fuck off” she said “the tower has wifi, does your horse have wifi? i didnt think so.”
“what” he said because this was not how fairytales usually went
so she pushed him out the tower window and then went and posted about it on tumblr
my mum was eating mussels and she goes “haha look at that one it looks like a ladies doo dah, i bet your friend steph (who is a lesbian) would like them”
omFG i love your mum.


