I was going to leave this post until tomorrow, but I can’t. I have to tell you that the apostrophe in the previous title’s post is deliberate; it can be broken down as Day Has Gone By. I wanted the play on words but it has niggled at me all day. I am afraid someone might think I don’t know my plural from my possessive or contracting punctuation mark. I’m scared Lynne Truss might seek me out and beat me with my own copy of Eats, Shoots & Leaves.
Bless me Reader, for I have mis-punctuated.
I am a little fat. I like food; what can I say? I have dull hair: mousey. I don’t wear much make-up and have no need of a dressing table. If I look like a bag lady, I chose my own clothes. If I look nice, the Hub picked them for me. Despite all this, I am a little vain. This photograph is from 2003. I had to go back that far to find one of me that I liked. But I don’t really care: my husband still thinks I’m beautiful and if he doesn’t, he loves me enough to lie about it. I’m lucky. I have two boys. They never lie to me. Still, you can't have everything.
The Laughing Housewife 
I welcome your comments but be warned: I'm menopausal and as likely to snarl as smile. Wine or Maltesers are an acceptable bribe; or a compliment about my youthful looks and cheery disposition will do in a pinch.