Fully Recovered~!

I would have wrote one of these sooner but after my little night out I didn't feel like writing one of these when I was a bit tipsy. I could embarrassed myself, even more so than usual. I know I said I was only going out for one or two cocktails but an old man at the other end of the bar kept having the bartender refill my glass so I may have ended up a little more drunk than I expected. It might have been a little naughty of me to accept the drinks but it would have been rude of me to turn down such tasty freebies~ and before he left my,not so secret, admirer came over and told me how he wished I was 35 years older. I didn't want to give the gentleman a heart attack by telling him that I am actually WAY older than him so I kept my age a little secret~

Alas my overworked hubby didn't approve of me falling through the front door at 12am and I received a rather long lecture about how I should act my age. Will then sulked at me for the rest of the night and the next day I was greeted with a hangover and Will vacuuming every piece of carpet in the house. I think he did it on purpose. For someone who told me to "act my age" he has a very immature way of sulking at someone.

Once I recovered from Saturday night Will and I made up and we're back on very~very~ affectionate terms again, well on my part any way, at least he's not sulking any more.

I received a bit of news today and I don't know whether it is good or bad, but I'll share with you all any way. ...Me and Ronald are working Christmas eve night this year. We're like Santa but you don't want us to pay you a visit because we reap you and don't leave any presents. We still wear the red hats and steal your mince pies though. I would much rather be spending my Christmas wrapped up in the arms of my handsome man sipping hot chocolate and watching the tree sparkle, but this year's schedule means I will be spending Christmas eve night with all of you.

After the usual annoyance of reading the rota and finding out we're working Christmas I had a little chat with Ronald and because Christmas eve is a quiet night for deaths and we'll probably be office bound most of the night we have promised to stay awake and consistently post. We may occasionally vanish for a death or two (Hopefully something messy to make my Christmas merry) but Ronald thinks we should track Santa online & keep you all updated. So be prepared for a lot of Twitter & Facebook spam from your favourite reapers, except Will because he'll be at home. You can even join us if you cant sleep due to Christmas excitement. Oh it will be in UK/English times, in case you do follow along and get a bit timezone confused.

Let Loose

Exactly 30 day until CHRISTMAS! Its time to start my Christmas shopping and start filling dispatch with mistletoe and lights. Ahwa~ I'm feeling festive again~! And since Santa isn't around yet I'll have to go sit on Will's lap and see if I can end up on his naughty list this year.

So enough about Christmas and more about me~

This little madam is going on the prowl tomorrow night, and by prowl I mean I am treating myself to a few cocktails at my favourite club. I guess you could call it a girl's night out for one. I don't have any female friends because they keep having little "accidents" when they annoy me so I prefer to go out alone, and I don't want to bring Will along because it is my little night. I am sure that any of you who have had boyfriends know that a maiden needs her alone time without her man.

So in preparation for my little night out I've been combing my wardrobe for the perfect outfit. I think this is an occasion for my little red dress. I know most girls have a little black dress as their go to choice on a night out but I like my red one better. It is more figure flattering and makes it appear that I'm not lacking in the womanly curves department. Now it is just a case of planning my shoes, shall it be stilettos or cute little red kitten heels? I haven't made up my mind yet.

Well I think I'll call it quits for tonight as I require my beauty sleep. There is nothing worse than dark circles under my eyes and concealer can only work so much magic.

Buh Bye Baby Blues

I have defeated my baby depression! Well...William did by fulfilling my usual prescription for cuddles and trying to convince me that I don't need babies to be happy. It never works but it makes me happy to see him try. He thinks its better to spend a few minutes trying to cheer me up than to listen to me whine for hours...and if cheering me up doesn't work he usually buys me something pretty. In this case I got a new office chair. What can I say, Will isn't the best at picking pretty presents.

I spent my afternoon reaping with Ronald, even though it was only one death and I forced him into joining me in a little bit of retail therapy afterward. A lady needs a strapping man to carry her shopping bags for her~ ...Sadly there wasn't a strapping, handsome man around so I had to settle for Ronald. Sadly he always makes me buy him something to eat as a reward for bag carrying. He claims he's "still growing" and I just think he's a glutton. How did I get stuck with such a brat for a partner?

And before any one asks (even though a few of you have already on other sites) I haven't started my Christmas preparations yet. I know I was really excited about Christmas a while ago but I am still planning. It takes a lot of work to sneak a tree past William and put it up in dispatch without him noticing. Its usually a team effort but I'm always the little Christmas fairy that keeps everything organised, mainly because I'm the only one who can sometimes talk Will into not giving us all overtime. Its just a case of using my ~feminine~ charms.

5am Venting.

I know I said I didn't want to write a blog on this topic but its pretty late, I cant sleep and I need to vent somewhere.

I've been feeling a little on the broody side lately and it is driving me around the bend. I want babies, or at least one baby. I've spent several nights this week laying awake imagining little child filled scenarios and wondering who they would look like, me or Will. It is perfectly normal for any maiden to wish to have her man's babies but alas I'm cursed and with every anniversary that passes I am going to get increasingly annoyed with biology. I want a family and one that is Both mine and Will's and if I cant have his babies properly I'm not doing it any other way.

I want the same thing for Christmas that I want every year...A family Christmas.


...I'll write a proper blog about my day tomorrow. I just needed to rant before going back to bed and trying to curl up next to Will again. Sorry for being depressing...again.

Excited too Soon?

If you're following me on any of my sweet little social networks you will already know I'm on a bit of an early Christmas planning binge. It’s over a month away but it’s almost CHRISTMAS! It’s nearly time to start filling dispatch with decorations and presents, and to buy lots of mistletoe to chase Will around the office with. Of course like all human holidays we death gods don’t have to celebrate them but Christmas involves Presents! I'm even looking forward to reaping in the snow, which usually just ruins my hair and makes me fall over, but its just so pretty and romantic~! And lets not forget that red is a festive colour!

Ok I think I'm finished with my little overly early Christmas rant. I can’t help it if I am feeling festive early. All holidays should be like Christmas and Valentines Day, full of love, tasty treats and presents.

Oh! And on the topic of L.O.V.E~ It is exactly one month until me and Will's 212th anniversary! Hurry up December! I want my anniversary and Christmas presents! November is now starting to bother me, its taking so LONG to go away.

A Mark on Time

Just a little quickie that I had to share~

I did a little bit of overtime with Ronald today and there was a death on our list at an historical landmark outside of London. Usually I am very disagreeable when it comes to wandering around fields and countryside when at work. My precious heels don’t fair well in muddy grass, but the weather was pleasant so I didn’t mind staying on the gravel path. Any~way~ while we were waiting on a certain tourist to make their final bow we did a little sightseeing of our own.

Its strange visiting "historical" places when you live as long as we reapers do. A perfect example of this weirdness occurred today. You see the outer walls of the ruin were littered with old graffiti where people had scratched their names into the walls long before you humans started caring about your old buildings. Amongst the names was "Ronald Knox 1868".

Shirtless Sebby~

Just sharing a quick Sebby image I found while I wait for my nails to dry. Its been a while since I posted any Sebastian images and this one was just too delicious to keep to myself~ Awha~! Shirtless Bassy always causes my imagination to run away with itself.

After my last post someone asked about my opinion of the "stereotypical" grim reaper costume. Honestly I just leave you humans to your strange little fantasies about us reapers. You always come up with such interesting, though absurd, theories. What a funny bunch you all are~

And on the topic of costumes in general I am aware that Halloween isn't the only occasion you lot like to dress as lil' ole' me~ How could I not notice? I must say I find the concept on a whole very flattering. Ahwa~ I truly am a fashion icon~! Infecting the world with my very own shade of red~!

Happy Belated Halloween

I had every intention of posting on Halloween night but Will dragged me into work. That man doesn't have a festive bone in his body. He even banned Halloween costumes this year, mainly because last year me and Ronald wore Halloween costumes to work and lets just say we were still doing punishment overtime by the time Christmas came around.

Halloween is boring for us reapers, we spend our time sitting around watching you humans have all the fun, not that we usually follow human holidays but the festivities are always entertaining. This year I spent my work hours nibbling on chocolate coated apples and force feeding William candyfloss. (That is "Cotton Candy" to you Americans).

What bothered me the most this year about Halloween was how some of you decided to dress up as ME! Personally I have no problem with people dressing like yours truly~ I consider myself a fashion icon after all. But why dress as me for Halloween?! The same night people dress up as monsters, zombies and a whole list of other ghastly things. I am far too beautiful to be seen in the same genre as a zombie or a witch.

I know it is a little late for a Halloween related rant but it took me a while to realise how offensive it was to be a Halloween costume. I am not Scary!