sarah mcternan
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The designer bag that was not as it seemed...
Before I tell you what happened, you need to know my sister. She is 2 and a half years older than me and obsessed with all things fashion. She has the latest and the greatest. The more expensive the better! And her favourite part? The big shindy badge with the brand name! I always borrow her clothes under strict instruction to "Bring it back clean and in one piece!" I must admit she is extremely generous.. just sometimes a little bit scary! (Don't tell her I said that!) Anyway...
By sarah mcternan4 years ago in Confessions
The day after last night
My head was pounding before I even opened my eyes. My mouth was dry and my stomach was making noises I had not heard in a long time. As I opened my burning eyes I cursed my last nights self for not shutting the bedroom blinds. I could feel the warmth of my sleeping partner beside me and turned around smiling, ready to snuggle in. Not for long. The sound of pounding feet came from all the way down the hall way. I braced myself for what was to come. WHAM! The impact was heavy. Bruno, our 6-month-old Boxer was clearly awake and ready for the day. Before I could get my bearings, his big wet tongue was on my face. “Ok, ok.” I said to him. “Mmph” was all I got from the sleeping lump next to me as she pulled the covers over her face. Thanks for the support, I thought. I pushed Bruno off me, got out of bed and went into the bathroom. I turned the shower on and went to brush my teeth. I stared at the person in mirror facing me. What a nightmare! My eyes were blood shot, face pale. Just an all-round train wreck. I got into the shower and let the hot water run over my body. Bliss! I am never getting out of here. Just as the thought crossed my mind, Sarah, the sleeping lump I was speaking of earlier, opened the shower screen and got in. She looked slightly better than I did but not by much. “Can you move over?” Was all she said. You know how people romanticise the whole ‘showering with your partner’ thing? It is not like that in reality! Well not with us at least. How much room does one woman need? We have a double shower… and she’s tiny! Work that one out. And the amount of hair… don’t get me started. Worst of all though is the scorching temperature she needs the water to be! So, I got out. Better than shivering in the corner of a lava hot shower watching someone else enjoy it. I got dressed and went down into the kitchen. Queue the horror music. It was a mess! Dirty plates, glasses, food. You name it, it was there. Obviously, we’d had a dinner party last night. Our first one since we had the twins, now 9 months old and had had a sleep over at the Grandparents last night. I opened the fridge and got out the last piece of chocolate cake left over from last night. Yumm!! I moved some space off the kitchen bench ready to hoover this cake down. Our friend Marty, one of the guests last night, is a pastry chef. He makes the best and I mean the BEST cakes ever. People come from everywhere to try his stuff. Caramel mud cake, tiramisu, everything and anything he does and they are glorious! Just as I am about to get this masterpiece in and around my mouth, Sarah comes downstairs and into the kitchen. “Baaaabe..” She said in that tone that says I’m hungover and need you to do everything for me whilst I bark out orders and I am about to start right now. “This place is a mess! We need to clean up please!” I put my fork down dis-heartedly and got up. She was right. The kids were going to be home at lunchtime and this place really was pretty bad.
By sarah mcternan4 years ago in Fiction
