Today I needed to pick up a branch shredder and to get there I need to pass the motor heads and rednecks that is west Auckland. It's the sort of place where one can get Ford Falcon car, take it to a shop out there and when the boys have finished, you end up with a mean dream machine with an engine to blow away anything. The wrong shop out there and you will probably find one of your door handles connected to someone elses VW Beetle and your carburettor somewhere in Dunedin.
So 8 am, I Man-Up with my best foundation, lipstick and my parts highly tucked away and head west. First stop - a wake up McDonalds coffee at the Westgate shops in my very see through red lace top and newest skirt (photo taken as I ventured briefly in to the city).
From there I headed north west again for another 30 minutes, wearing tight leather look pants and the Paris top my wife bought me while we were in Paris.
Knocking on the guys house, to be answered by a very pleasant chap, who showed me the shredding machine operating, then as a gentleman he put it in the car for me - sooo sweet.
We also had a lovely chat about his ride on lawn mower (yes - I used to have one when I owned a farm block).
On the way home I stopped for a Gelato ice cream, was served buy the prettiest girl I've ever seen wearing a lovely red dress with black polka dots and puffy sleeves, it was her uniform so I couldn't have one unless I worked there. She so nicely took this photo of me in the shop.
Yes I know my foundation above my lip has disappeared,
Hay fever gives you a runny nose, which is an excellent makeup remover.
I had planned to stay out and make a few more stops, but wife wanted her car back. The funny thing is when I walked in the door, while miss 12 recognised me, miss 16 got a fright (she didn't have her glasses on) as she wasn't expecting me to walk in, in female mode.
Not sure how many neighbours saw me walk from the car to the front door (15 meters) as there are a few house windows looking our way and one neighbour was parking her car in the driveway across the road from me.
Yesterday I was chatting to one neighbour about me chopping a tree that is growing over his property, I was in the Paris top above and pink & grey floral leggings.
Got changed in to man clothes as the kids were expecting friends around and then I spent the next 3 hours shredding a trailer load of twigs and branches that have been sitting on my lawn for about 2 years - love my little shredder.