We all have weaknesses

We all have weaknesses.

Some can't resist chocolate. Others can't save themselves from the cuteness of a kitten.

No, really - imagine it, sitting there, looking up at you...

I'm laying here on the bottom bunk, travel mate (probably) asleep - quite sweet really, even if she would kill me for saying that.

There's a few options here. I have hours of audio material on this netbook. There's a pair of good books in the bag. More then one hundred hours worth of sewing that needs to be done.

Instead I'm typing away on the blog (even if this will be posted late - probably when I get to civilisation)(yes, I mean, wifi) half watching a musical.

But there's one small difference.

I happen to keep this specific musical around because it's really easy. It's short, fairly sure to make me smile and sing along.

But I watched this with a friend the other month. We were singing along quite merrily...and she commented about the lyrics.

She pointed out exactly how filthy they were.

Now, I'm not going to give you an example, because this is a family blog. Well, it's intended to be readable by family members from work, anyway.

But all I want to do is sit here and sing along, trying not to laugh at the *terrible* double and triple meanings.

Certainly not going through the motions...