You can't just take it!

My husband embarrassed me the other night, nearly turned me into a criminal too, or an accessory at least.

We were walking past one of the charity shops in town, it was early evening, there was a pile of stuff outside their doorway as usual but one particular item was not usual and it made me stop and go back to do a double take. I was right, there was a large picture of a partially dressed woman holding what I mistakenly thought was a strap. She looked kind of Greek, sultry looking. 

P came back to see what had caught my attention, we soon realised it wasn't a strap, P thought it was a musical instrument possibly. He picked it up, I asked him what he was doing and he said he was going to take it, it was quite nice. I said no way, it's not coming in the house and anyway it's intended for the charity shop not for passers-by to help themselves. P said there was no notice saying not to take things, I really thought he was going to take it back to the car and I told him to put the bloody thing down, there were people in the street and they were looking.
Well he did put it down thank god, I don't know what gets into his head at times. I said if he really liked it he should come to the charity shop tomorrow and buy it but he better have some use for it that didn't involve hanging it on one of our walls at home. 

I very much doubt if he did, I've heard nothing since. I thought I might get spanked for challenging him like that, perhaps I should have more of a fuss over it:)

Have a good week.

Ronnie
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Gasping

Nothing much happening here, different sets of family staying with P's mom for a couple of days each (kids school holidays) so we will be getting and making visits on and off as we haven't seen them since before Christmas, lovely to see the nieces and nephews though, one lot are bringing a new dog with them which should be fun.

Snow's all gone, mornings a little warmer, I've put weight on so just started my jogging again, out at 6.00 am, know I must be mad at that time but early morning's the best time, none of the neighbours are around so won't see me crawling and gasping for breath at the end of my run :). No it's not me in the pic; imagine her older, weightier, on all fours, pool of sweat on the floor, and looking like she's been dragged through a hedge and you've got me after a run. Let you know how I get on.

I want to run the cancer charity 5K 'Race for Life' (all ladies race) again. Didn't get into the London Marathon this year so I've applied for the 10k Northern Run, should have heard by now, maybe I haven't got in :(

P wants me to pass on his thanks to you all for the good wishes for his speedy recovery he's pretty much back to normal, must be, he swatted me on the backside this morning and said 'I haven't forgotten that lazy madam in the fishnet tights you posted last week, maybe I'll catch her this weekend'........ Oooh... roll on Saturday :)

Ronnie
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