My life

Lurching from one disaster to another...just a suburban princess trying to get by!

Tuesday, 15 May 2012


Don’t pretend I think you know I’m damn precious
And Hell Yeah
I’m the motherfucking princess
I can tell you like me too and you know I’m right

A while ago my husband started sarcastically calling me princess, but goddamn it he isn't far from the truth!

I certainly have more class and less scandals than your average royal.

I am now a stay at home wife/mum/princess and happy with that.  I cook, clean, shop and do the washing with style an elegance as befits one with my self-appointed status.

I have a "Princess room", much like the gorgeous Mrs Woog's Lady room, where I can blog, surf the net, watch tv, read, craft or sit on my ass in my comfy chair with my feet up doing sweet fuck all, just like a real princess!

The rest of my life has turned to shit but I am determined to rise above, in my pink & purple butterfly covered heaven.

Don't judge me, I didn't ask to be a princess but if the crown fits...

Do you have a haven to which you can escape for "princess time"?


  1. Sadly, no haven here. But a basket full of crowns and plastic sparkly shoes to clean up every day.

  2. Nope. No haven here either. The 'haven' is too full of stuff that no longer fits the kids that I desperately need to find the time to sort out. Maybe then I can work on my own Princess Haven. I love this post by the way!


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