Cleo Twyford is dodging minor disasters, indulging in chick chat and wielding random insignificant theories. (And talking about herself in third person)
Ditsy Cleo comes out at a restaurant
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
The waiter paid JJ and I lots of attention at our first annual splurge-at-fancy-pancy restaurant Christmas dinner - I suspect he heard me say 'oh he's lovely' when I thought he'd gone away, but instead he was right next to me, adding a second piece of bread to my side plate. Blush
This blog is blathered by a 30-something constant bridesmaid sometimes known as: Cleo Twyford Who trips over a lot in: Melbourne, Victoria, AU
About Me: Confession: I am really bad at reverse parking
Confession 2: I have an inner Evil Bridesmaid Confession 3: I have mastered fridge-grazing as a meal option Confession 4: There is a committee in my head and sometimes they are loud. Yes, okay you can shut up now. I said shut up. Sorry about that. See my complete profile
