Perish the thought! This is actually the reason I put make-up on each morning: whenever I think I couldn’t be bothered today I imagine running into x,y or z. Out comes the mascara and lipgloss. Sad but true. And I am happily married by the way.

Today I’d hide. I’m wearing what I slept in, and look like death

I probably wouldn’t think too much about it but if he saw me today I imagine he would be thinking ‘thank god I escaped from that’ hahaha (its not a good hair/fashion/mood day today!).  Actually my ex and I are still friends and see each other from time to time.  A few years ago we went out and had lunch (my hubby and I and my ex-husband and his new wife – it wasn’t as awkward as it sounds lol).  Hubby and I had our 3 little ones in tow – all under the age of 4 so you can imagine what a joy it was to dine out with them in public – and I was heavily, heavily pregnant with number 4 and waddling around like some kind of enormous stuffed walrus.  It was the middle of summer, boiling hot and I was wearing some kind of hideous maternity kaftan thing that was the only dress I was comfortable in and which was riding up horribly short because of my enormous belly.  Im sure I looked a fright!  But he is a very nice guy and kept his looks of horror/disgust/relief remarkably well hidden

As long as I’m not in my tracky-dacks and thongs at the time (and my kids weren’t covered in chook poo and snot slime) then no worries at all…..:)