I seem to Have lost my title

This is fairly indicative of all areas of my life. Sometimes I am Mrs homemaker, sometimes Ms Action woman, sometimes Granny (I like those times) and sometimes La dame avec le deux chiens. It is hard being so may things to myself!! Actually in this instance I have tried being Ms Techno Whiz, but failed miserably in understanding how to change the colour on this text, and in doing so have deleted the title of the blog. Any advice on how to rectify this would be most welcome.

Today was market day. In our village we have two market days a week. Tuesday is small and just the bare essentials, but friday is a proper market, and a summer progresses it overflows the village square and becomes a fair metropolis of soap, and jewelry sellers, african textiles, fossils and semi precious stones.

On tuesday this week I bought some rather expensive beauty products all neatly wrapped and placed in a vibrant pink carrier. I then went to the food market carrying my basket and my pink carrier. I bought all
my veggies, bread and oils etc. At home, some four hours later I realised I had left the pretty pink carrier on the last veggie stand I visited. Tuesday was my Mrs Airhead day!

Surrender was the word that came to mind on this discovery....Surrender. Otherwise my neck would start to cease up and I could become mean and spiteful. So surrender then.

Today I gathered my Mrs Housekeeper chattels and set off early to the friday market. I wandered about a bit, looking at some Kantha quilts for 135 euro, that I sell in the shop for 85 quid, and then I made my way to the veggie stand. My eye caressed the vine tomatoes, pootled over the rock melons and came to rest on a vibrant pink carrier bag containing fairly expensive beauty products. "Alors! Monsieur Legume vous et tres sympathique". I swear I nearly kissed him, both cheeks, and a third if you are a protestant..... No..no..no. Not a third cheek! A third kiss! ....Silly.

Monsieur Legume looked rather surprised, even at my restraint, and wished me a fine afternoon and a very good weekend. Miss Because Your Worth It is now appreciating the fine tuning that only a fairly expensive french face cream can provide.