For the Man that has everything....

The romantic athlete. The non athletic man might also want this due to it's comfort but it's not recommended. This really won't hide their masculine curves. Also, the unusually hairy man or excessive sweater may find it hard to remove. Other than that, I think they will look amazing and appropriately dressed for any occasion, from a marathon to a red carpet event. No dry cleaning necessary. 

Tuxedo morphsuit $55.97

 The Silent road rager. Stuff the man, I think I want this. This is a bargain, but beware you may be rammed by angry people that take emoticons too seriously.

Car led emoticon $29.99

For the hunting man. This man is a masculine, manly man, a sharp shooter with quick reflexes, but a wee bit lazy. Yep, because that's how he rolls, literally.

Tank Wheelchair $9,300

For the wise soul with a fighting spirit. This is for the man with few words. But listen for those words, they may or may not hold some wisdom. I know a certain man and his daughter that would really appreciate the Yoda bathrobes $69.99. 

For the man that has everything except a beer belly. He can fake it until he makes it, and with this baby, he will make it. I am just concerned that the heat radiating off their hot, manly bodies will heat up the beer. But, they are so butch they don't care. Grrr. Please do not attempt to wear this with the Tuxedo Morphsuit.

Beer belly flask

I hope I have helped you think of some great gifts for the men in your life. Your welcome.

PS: I am joining up for Wordless Wednesday at My Little Drummer Boys.

Shapshots of great day

It was my birthday yesterday and I had a great day. I was spoilt by my husband and girls. For some reason I seemed to spend the whole day eating yummy food. 

The weather was perfect.  This is taken on Scarborough beach.

We had our traditional girly birthday breakfast, this time at MacDonald's in Northlakes.

I managed to fit in a 15km run in an attempt to work off breakfast. I was pretty happy with that. Then I had to get redressed for lunch with some girlfriends at Kashmir on Redcliffe Parade. I love Kashmir, they have fantastic vegetarian food.

I ordered the Zucchini and Chickpea patties with salad.  Mmmm.

I gave myself a manicure pink and orange. Well, that's not completely true, the pink is shellac and I added the orange. A spritz of my new birthday perfume and I'm nearly ready to go out to dinner.

That night we went out for dinner at Marcello's in Redcliffe with family. More food. I think I have put on 5kg already today. 

So, I decided 5kg just wasn't enough and ordered the Creme Brulee.  Mmmm, so goooood.

Then home for a quiet glass of Amaretto with my husband.

Not a bad day at all.

Hip hip Hooray!

We have fallen into a birthday tradition in my family. I am not sure how it happened or when, but my daughters (6 & 8yrs) and my sister's daughters, (3 & 17yrs, my lovely nieces) expect a McDonald's breakfast whenever one of us have a birthday. This tradition is only for the four cousins, my sister or my birthday. We usually meet at 7.30am to swap presents, hash browns, cuddles and giggles.  No husband has ever tagged along.

Had we have known that these girls would latch onto the idea, we may have started with the very first birthday breakfast somewhere a little fancier and healthier. But we didn't and we can't travel back in time. The exciting thing is now picking out of our choices of Maccas. We use to just hit Redcliffe, now we have Clontarf and sometimes Northlakes. We wouldn't go to Kippa Ring or Deception Bay for our birthday breakfasts. These just don't scream 'Happy Birthday and I hope you have an awesome day' to me.

How great is Ronald to give us sooooo many choices of venue in such a small area. But, he has been a little slack, there isn't one in Scarborough, Newport or Rothwell yet. Maybe next year.

This morning it's my turn to be celebrated, Woohoo. I look forward to smelling like McDonald's grease all day.

Birthday Botox??

I have a birthday next month and I am very excited. No, there isn't anything special about this one, no big 0 or party planned -  just that it's mine. I love birthdays and I will tell everyone it's coming, I'd even wear a birthday girl badge if people didn't think I was weird. I happily skip around for a month beforehand in anticipation. I have no problems with my age, 38 nearly 39. I am a little surprise at the number but I wouldn't want to go back to the 20s for all the chocolate in Coles or Moet in Dan Murphy. The twenties were ruled by silly emotions, working too hard and too long for other people and drinking sweet, creamy cocktails in dim night clubs. The thirties have been great and the late thirties have been the best half (well, third).

My husband always chooses my presents and he does an excellent job, but this year I quietly whispered "I just want you to know that I wouldn't be insulted if you gave me a botox voucher", he scoffed and told me that the lines give me personality (Thank you darling, yours too). I am happy with personality but I want the personality to be happy. I have angry lines between my eyebrows, or they could also be from deep thinking or confusion. I would only like those ones smoothed out, I'd be happy to keep the others.

I know he is probably right, but I can't help but imagine how the world would smile back at me if it didn't look like I was always frowning at it.