Happy Friday!


Today is a good day. It’s Friday, it’s The Bloke’s birthday, it’s the last day of the half-term and it’s a training day, which means that I haven’t had to plan any lessons and instead get all my evidence together for my performance management review. The Bloke has taken next week off, we get paid next week too so I’m looking forward to a few days of spending some time with him, catching up on my blogging endeavours and meeting up with some friends and family. It’s been a long half-term, I’m tired, my students are tired and we have just reached the point where we need a break from each other.

If you’re in the blogosphere on Sunday I will be hosting the second of my #SundayBlogShare Twitter parties – it was a huge success last week and I’ve been receiving lovely messages all week from bloggers who shared their posts and met new people. It’s a simple process – post one of your recent links to Twitter using the hashtag #SundayBlogShare and enjoy! If you include my Twitter handle (@suzie81blog) in your post I can retweet it for you too! You don’t have to follow my blog or any associated social media accounts and there isn’t a limit on the number of times you can post. The subject of your posts is entirely up to you. I will remind everyone again on Sunday but here are a few rules for everyone who wishes to participate.

1. #SundayBlogShare is a happy place. Racist, sexist and homophobic propaganda will not be tolerated, and if you disagree with the content of a post it should be done in a polite and respectful manner.

2. Blog posts only.

3. No pornographic images are allowed.

4. Do not use it as an opportunity to demand follows and retweets from others, but feel free to retweet posts that you like.

It will start from Sunday morning and will end at midnight. I’m in the UK, so you will need to work out times for whichever country you live in. This may mean that some of you may be participating on Saturday, but please use the same hashtag…

Looking forward to seeing you there!

Happy Friday!

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Sisterhood of the Massive Knickers

I’ve had a rather crappy week.



It’s Friday evening, I’ve just indulged in a large portion fish & chips (I’m English – no stereotypes there obviously), I’m watching ‘Footloose’ and I’m wearing an sweater that is too big for me and a pair of pyjama bottoms. My hair is tied back, I’ve got very little make-up on and I’m sporting a very fetching pair of socks, which for once actually match. I’m not unhygienic – what I’m wearing is clean and I had a bath this morning before work, but a quick glance in the mirror reveals that I am certainly not going to win ‘Miss World’ anytime soon. At this moment in time, I think I’d have trouble running for ‘Miss Waynetta Slob’ (and for those of you who have no idea who this character was from the 90’s, check out ‘Harry Enfield and Chums’ on YouTube). I have been joined on the couch by two sleepy cats and The Bloke.


In the years that I’ve been with The Bloke I’ve put on weight. Not enough to make me feel grotesque, but enough to change my body shape. My cute little thongs have morphed over time into ENORMOUS knickers, and I spend most of my evenings and weekends in baggy clothing that is designed for comfort. At best, I dress like a teenage boy. I’m not at the stage where I consider that I have ‘let myself go’, but I certainly make far less effort to look good than I used to when I’m at home.

But is there anything wrong with this? Should the female population permanently feel the need to be glamorous at all times?

An article from ‘Oprah’s website in 2005 offers some interesting insight into why women let themselves go. A prominent message was that women put their families needs ahead of their own, wearing their exhaustion almost as a ‘badge of honour’. Mothers in particular have little time to themselves and find it almost impossible to muster any enthusiasm for beauty regimes or losing weight that they may have retained after giving birth.

So what excuse do I have? I don’t have children, I’m not married and aside from three cats and The Bloke I don’t have any family responsibilities. My excuse is simple: I just can’t be bothered.

I saw this quote from the ever immaculate Dita Von Teese:

‘I advocate glamour. Every day. Every minute.’


Dita Von Teese

While I admire Miss Von Teese’s message, I’ve found that life often gets in the way. I’m not lazy -my job is stressful, I work long hours both in and out of school, I deal with hundreds of grumpy teenagers all week and when I’ve finished all I want to do is have a hot bath, get my feet rubbed and go to sleep. The last thing I need (or want) to be thinking about is how attractive I look. Similarly, I certainly don’t expect The Bloke to be perfectly groomed all the time… A quick glance over at him reveals that he’s wearing an old white T-Shirt, a fleece and a pair of trousers that were made at the dawn of time, but I still find him extremely handsome.

If I’m going out for an evening, regardless of who it’s with, I’ll put on a beautiful dress and enjoy taking the time to do my extensive beauty regime in the process. However, on a day-to-day basis I’m more than happy to lay like broccoli and veg in front of the TV in my massive knickers and pyjamas.

The Bloke’s a lucky man.

What about you? Do you make the effort to look good all the time? Do you like your partner to make the most of themselves when just relaxing at home?

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Image 2: Dita Von Teese