Lily Max
small girl, big plans
To tweet or to twit?
Dear Followers, It is with regret that I must resign my position of……Ha ha just kidding. Or kudding as we say in New Zee-uld. You can’t get rid of me that quuck. Especially when very soon there will be chocolate Santas to eat and presents to rip open. But it is with regret that I will have to turn off my ‘comment-a-bility section’. Due to twits babbling on about all sorts of nonsense like ‘what socks to wear in Ugg boots’. How do they find me?? In future if you want to speak to ME – Lily Max, facebook me http://www.facebook.com/pages/LilyMax-Fan-Club/160953683965154 (eek that looks scary). I thought about being a twit I mean a tweeter. But I don’t think I’d be able to say what I want to say in 140 characters or less. Do you? Off in search of Mistletoe… twit to woo to you too. LM xx Lily Max-a-bi-lity. ps. what do you call a treat with a missing 'R'?? - a tweet.
Time Travel
Soz kiddos. Long time no hear. I've been time travelling... Yep I leap frogged to the year 2020. Boyo boy what did I find there? Well I found plenty to write home about so here I am. Writing well blogging actual factual. 1. Heaps of new flavours of icecream. My fav: caramalized kumara, and peanut butter and custard. Yummo. 2. Hand held phones are no longer required. Nope everyone has a voice activated micro-chip embedded in their ear lobe. yep. Just say, 'Hey Mum can you bring out another pitcher of cool lemonade. We're in the garden under the umbrella' and walla kazam there it is (parents are more obedient also). 3. Glace cherries have been eradicated from all fruit cakes (huge sigh of relief I know). 4. The hole in the ozone layer has closed up so we no longer have to wear hats and loads of sun block every time we go outside. Sunglasses are optional and only for looking cool. Bring on a better world I say. Toodle oodle LMxx
A Perfect World
Last night in bed Angelica told me she had devised the perfect world…
Tring-a-Ling It's Spring
I know I’ve said this before but – spring has sproing. There I was quietly minding my own business lying on my bed doodling in my Secret Diary when I looked out the window and saw… teeny meeny greeny weeny buds, on the brown twiglets of the Willow tree. OMGIS oh my golly it’s spring I thought. When did winter finish? Did someone up in the sky say enough already of snow and wind I’m flipping over the season chart into spring: green buds, fluffy lambs, daffodils and cart wheeling in bare feet on the lawn. Race ya there LM xx
Oh Blog Me
Hey kids this writing is the right size for an ant... you might need your magnifying glass. I was reading this hilarious picture book last night to my little bro Rocco, about a man who loses his head. (he left it at the office but you don't know that till later). His kids make him a new head out of papier mache, so he doesn't look too weird. His wife likes the new version of her husband because he cannot snore and she can get him to do all her housework because being headless made him very obedient. Rocco was giggling like a chimpanzee the whole way through - even more so when the man finds his old head. It's by Quentin Blake you should get it out of the library. Sometimes I wish I could lose my head for a bit - it gets so full of ideas and solutions, it sits heavy as on my shoulders... talk to ya'all real soon. LMxx It's good to be back it's good to be back. Yeah!
