Competitions

Fat Face Launch Kids Competition to Celebrate 25 Years!

We’re big fans of Fat Face in the Mum’s the Word household, their clothes are funky and really high quality and are just a little bit different to what you’d find in your average high street store. This year is their 25th birthday and to celebrate, they’re inviting kids to design their own t-shirt. The winner will see their t-shirt design made for them and win a £100 Fat Face gift card.

Sausage is massively into art and design at the moment, so we’ll definitely be getting involved and sending our entry in. If you’re entering too, be sure to get it in by 14th April!

To enter, go to the Fat Face website or click on the poster above.

(Disclosure: We were compensated with vouchers to write this post, however we love Fat Face regardless of payment and will definitely be entering the competition!)
Competitions · Humour

Is That a Sword in my Washing Machine?!

Ahhhh, housework. My favourite thing to complain about. Let’s face it: it’s boooooring. And largely thankless too because no sooner have you emptied the washing basket than it’s full to bursting again. There are a few things that make my life a little bit tougher in this area too. Firstly, Sausage. It’s not that I mind washing her clothes. It’s that, if she had her way, she’d change outifts about once an hour. Sometimes, I think she deliberately gets herself mucky just because she knows it means she’ll get a costume change. The kid is worse than Elton on a World Tour. She needs her own wardrobe lady, or at the very least a dedicated washing machine, just for her stuff. It’s got worse since she started school too as now I have a constant stream of paint-spattered polos, gravy-smeared skirts and cardigans with those tell-tale white streaks up the sleeves which tell you that, despite the packet of Kleenex in their pocket, your kid has been cuffing their snot making the washing pile twice it’s usual size.

Then there’s the dog. I know it may seem odd that the dog creates a lot of washing, but to this I say; you’ve never met my dog. Apart from the pile of dirty old towels that regularly build up from all the foot wiping we have to do when he goes out to the garden because he insists on using the soles of his feet to scent mark the whole garden, he also likes to lay on stuff. Anything that’s vaguely soft and left within paws-reach gets laid all over, leaving it smelling of dog (and sometimes fox, given his obsession with rolling around in that in the garden) which means I have a constant stream of dog-besmirched items, such as Sausage’s Hugglebuddy, which has spent more time in the washer than is natural for a purple unicorn.

The problem is, all of this usage means that my washing machine has seen better days. It’s supposed to be one of those silent machines that only hums gently even when on the most vigorous spin, but it sounds like an epileptic Dalek even when it’s on Gentle. I suspect that’s not entirely aided by the array of things that I find in with the wash, even after the most rigourous screening of pockets before a load goes in. Stones, marbles, Barbies, a spoon and a small plastic lion have all been items found nestling within the freshly laundered contents of the drum. How the door has never smashed is a mystery. Then, yesterday, I saw this:

Look it it, just sitting there, right at the front, TAUNTING me, the audacious little scrap of plastic that I had to watch, going round and round and round. It’s the final straw. The final insult. (Dramatic? Moi?!)

I’ve decided a need a new washing machine.  In fact, my current machine is like the mechanical embodiment of me – overworked, smells a bit odd, full of rubbish. No, wait, that analogy didn’t quite go to plan, but the point is, I NEEEEED a new washing machine, specifically a Hotpoint one and I think John Lewis should give it to me because I totally deserve it!

Competitions · Personal

Don’t do it for me. Do it for The Kids!

Right, readers, listen here. I need a favour. Well, actually a friend of mine needs a favour and I’m calling on YOU to help me! Before I tell you what I want, I want to remind you for a few things:

  • I regularly put up AMAZING competitions to win high end prizes like window cleaners and fanny tighteners, just for your delight.
  • I SELFLESSLY provide you with hilarious commentary on my lack of mothering/housewifery skills, how fat and unfit I am and the aforementioned fanny that needs tightening. 
  • I NEVER canvas for votes in the MADs/BiBs/A. N. Other blogging awards

So bear all of this in mind.

My friend would like you to vote for his employers in the Music Industry Association Awards. The company is called Professional Music Technology (locally known as PMT – if that isn’t a reason to vote for them, I don’t know what is!) and they want to win MIA Multiple Retailer of the Year award. The employee who manages to get the most votes for the company will win a £50 prize and given the fact that Alex has 3 kids to provide for and as parents, we ALL know how expensive that can be, especially as one of his kids is a mini-giant and needs new shoes about every ten minutes, and you really want to help him out, RIGHT?!

Look, if none of this moves you just know that Alex is one of the nicest people I know and really deserves to win, especially as he let me blog about his wedding. In case you missed it above, HERE is the link. We want PMT to win MIA Multiple Retailer of the Year award. Geddit? Oh, and proceeds from the awards go to Music for All, which is a super charity.

GO!

Competitions · Giveaway · Review

Kärcher Window Vac – Review and Giveaway

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Sometimes I get sent products to review that I’m genuinely excited about trying out and the Kärcher Window Vac is one of them. If you’ve not seen the adverts you’re not watching telly right, the vac is basically like the squeegee thing that you see a professional window cleaner using, except it actually sucks the water up as the blade moves over the glass.

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All About ME! · Competitions · Personal

“Why Do You Cross Your Legs When You Cough?” – Kegel8 Ultra Review and Prize Draw

The Kegel8 Ultra

The question above was posed to me by my darling Husband a while back and up until that point, I don’t think I’d realised that I did it. I had a caesarean with Sausage and I think I thought that pelvic floor exercises were something for those who’d managed to squeeze a human out of their fanny. But there’s no denying it, since childbirth, be it through the chuff or out of the sunroof, my pelvic floor has definitely weakened.

A couple of months ago, I had a stinking cough (not stinking because I stink of wee, honest) and on more than one occasion, I went into a coughing fit and came out of the other end with more than just a clear throat. There’s…leakage, shall we say? I’m not talking full-on piss-your-pants, just…oh shut up, you know what I mean, right? RIGHT?! Don’t leave me hanging here!

This isn’t easy to talk about for anyone, this post will probably be read by lots of people who know me in real life who I’ll probably now notice sniffing me to see if they can detect L’Eau de Urine next time we meet. But the fact is, it happens. Unless you’re a yoga bunny or have a tuppence that’s more toned than Jody Marsh’s new physique, the chances are you’ll have wee’d when you sneeze (Mammywoo, I’m looking at you love 😉 )

Anyway. The point to all of this public humiliation is that I’ve been sent something to review. It’s called a Kegel8 Ultra (RRP £117.99) and it’s an electronic muscle stimulator to help with stress incontinence. You know those Slendertone things you strap to your belly to give you abs without doing a million sit-ups? Imagine that, but distinctly more…probey. 

I started using it last night, and despite Husband’s insistence that it’s was probably just an elaborate vibrator and that he could probably rig it up to the mains for me if the supplied 9V battery wasn’t doing it for me, there’s noting pleasurable about it. It feels very weird. You can feel the whole area tensing up and for the first five minutes I had to sit and look at the display so that I could tell when it was about to go off, so that it didn’t take me by surprise, but you get used to it after a while and I even increased the intensity of the contractions a couple of times.

Kegel8 Day Toner

It’s easy to set up and use (although there wasn’t any lube in the box, as per the contents) and there are unlimited amounts of programs and options for you to choose from depending on the severity and cause of the problem, so it can be used by just about anybody (apparently there’s also an, erm, well, an anal attachment available separately, although I don’t even want to think about that!).

I’ll update you on my progress as I go along, I’m supposed to use it every day for 20 minutes and I’m not sure how long it’ll be before I see an improvement, but I may give it a month and then go and sit in the doctors surgery so that I can get another horrid cough and really test my new noonie muscles out. Jokes. 

So yeah. I wee when I cough. But I bet you do too, so that’s okay.

I’ve also, very kindly, been given 10 Kegel8 Day Toners (RRP £29.99) to give away to my lovely readers, just do the usual business with the widget below to be in with a chance of winning. Please read the Terms and Conditions of entry on the widget before entering.

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