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May 9, 2010 at 1:20 am
I’m definitely a contender for Slummy Mummy, I just spent all day in my pyjamas.
May 9, 2010 at 10:10 am
I’m definitely a slummy mummy! Still in my pyjamas and it’s gone 10!
May 12, 2010 at 1:15 pm
lightweight. Getting dressed while it’s still morning is the very definition of overachievement.
May 9, 2010 at 11:36 am
I am SO a slummy mummy – husband does all the washing and ironing
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May 9, 2010 at 7:13 pm
I’m having this one too!! Thankingyoukindly
May 9, 2010 at 8:58 pm
Definitely a contender for this – just seen a mouse running across our kitchen to add to the ant colony… bah
May 9, 2010 at 9:03 pm
I even admitted my total lack of cleaning ability in my blog. Someone needs to make a badge with F*ck the ironing I’d rather be blogging! If I knew how I so would!
May 9, 2010 at 11:08 pm
Putting myself in for this one. Stuff with babysick on it gets worn all day
May 10, 2010 at 10:23 am
I definitely belong in this category! My ironing pile is almost as tall as me, hubby does most of the cooking, I could go on!
May 10, 2010 at 3:48 pm
Me again!
I walked to the shops yesterday in my pyjamas to buy the papers and TWO packets of biscuits, one of which I then proceeded to eat in bed.
May 14, 2010 at 6:47 pm
Nice!
Did they have bunnies on?
May 11, 2010 at 9:47 am
I haven’t shaved my legs for months. My favourite item of clothing is my dressing gown. I spend hours on Twitter while my @Pesky_Kid plays in the airing cupboard and my favourite foods are all cereals (no cooking required). Will also be nominating myself for the Biggest Lush award. I’m the reason red wine sales at the local Sainsburys are rocketing.
June 8, 2010 at 10:14 am
Tescos in my pyjamas, Dirty jeans, lack of caring what I go outside in, Make-ups a luxury. I Trawl the internet for hours and hours trying to find some sort of self help to snap me out of feeling like this, then its too ate at night and I’m too tired to actually do anything. Tidying the house? I’d rather be messing around with my son!
June 20, 2010 at 4:37 pm
I am joining the slummy mummy brigade. What’s the point in housework when I can be with kids, Twitter and Blogger