OGSootHMO, day three

[squeefulfish]

There was my grandfather's anniversary mass, there was shopping with Martha, there was lunch, there was moar shopping. Martha is a god of shopping. Brought back some stuff that was bought as presents and now instead of cropped combats and a figure hugging slinky top (really, no-one needs to see how big this belly has got since I've been off my feet and comfort eating) that look hideous on me I now have black jeans and black trousers that fit and suit me. And new boots, I couldn't resist, they were less than a fiver and fit!

And then she bought me a cookie to keep me entertained while I sat outside M&S cos I couldn't walk or stand any more and was sweating from the effort of staying upright. And now I'm going to sleep.