Killing a Fly with a Ukulele: Tom Jones on my mind

I am the Mum.
If life was a circus, I would be the plate-juggling lady with monkeys on her shoulders who stands on one leg on a horse's back as it canters around the ring.

I am the Writer.
I use too many commas, dashes and dot-dot-dots, and I often start sentences with conjunctions because I like my blog to look the way it sounds in my mind.

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Life is a bit like a superhero action comic, except that the superheroes are tiny children dressed in super-suits who possess no actual powers, while I just get them food, break up fights and clean their super-suits.

03 November 2009

Tom Jones on my mind

All day today, and for no particular reason, Tom Jones has been in my head singing, "Sexbomb, sexbomb, you're my sexbomb..."

And that is all, for they are the only words I know.

It is ridiculous, because today I look anything BUT.

6 comments:

Lauren said...: LOL, well there's nothing wrong with having Tom Jones sing encouragement to you in your head. :) We should all be so lucky!; 03 November, 2009 17:41
Long dark hair, blue eyes said...: it is a catchy tune!; 04 November, 2009 21:17
Allegro ma non troppo said...: I remember there were some very icky sexually euphemistic lyrics in that song, so you're probably smart to stick to just those words...; 05 November, 2009 12:46
Femina said...: It could be so much worse. Today I've had the following in my head:

"Oh where oh where oh where oh where oh wheeeeeeeeere.... IS MY HAIRBRUSH???"; 05 November, 2009 17:56
Givinya De Elba said...: Oh dear. I hope that wasn't my fault. Hoping it wasn't, it's been 2 months since I posted Anna-Lucia singing it.; 05 November, 2009 19:36
Femina said...: Oh yeah, I forgot about Anna-Lucia singing it. No, it was because of a discussion over dinner with workmates about Veggie Tales Silly Songs.; 05 November, 2009 20:40

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03 November 2009

Tom Jones on my mind

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