I am sitting here munching on a bowl of cherries and drinking a fine glass of sle gin. Hubby is watching Gallipoli on telly and commenting on how young Mel Gibson looks (well it was filmed over 20 years ago!) Son chirps up, "Is that the idiot on the drink/drive charge?"
Yes replies hubby.
"He should have stuck to horses"

Not quite sure about the logic of this one. Did I ever say I worried about him sometimes?

Can you tell boredom has set in?

Your Brain is 73% Female, 27% Male
Your brain leans female
You think with your heart, not your head
Sweet and considerate, you are a giver
But you're tough enough not to let anyone take advantage of you!

http://www.blogthings.com/whatgenderisyourbrainquiz/outcome.php

Just been on Blogthings to find out how much of a Taurean I am.

You are 67% Taurus

Only 67%? Mum always sad I was a typical Taurean LOL!!!!!!

http://www.blogthings.com/quizzes/

A fun quiz found on Smichen's blog thanks hun!

You Are a Fortune Cookie
You're a rather normal person, except that you have extraordinary luck in life.
People want to be around you (even when they're a little sick of you), in hopes of being lucky too!

What Kind of Cookie Are You?
http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcookieareyouquiz/

Dragged youngest round supermarket. Hubby has decided on a long walk with the dogs tomorrow and a picnic if the weather is nice. Wasn't planning on shopping other then for bread and milk (cash crisis again), and knew we had plenty of food in freezer just a case of defosting and cooking what you need, but realised that couldn't do that for a picnic as it is unlikely to have an oven or cooker in the middle of nowhere.

So off I trot, with youngest beside me to the supermarket to buy things like rolls, drinks, cheapy cheapy cakes, fruit and something to go in the rolls (egg, cheese, ham or cucumber will be the choices). And it is a nightmare!!! People standing in aisles talking away, oblivious to the fact you are trying to get past them.

People stopping you to get you to try the new pimms and lemonade that comes in a can (prefer making it myself it wasn't that good).
The utilities supplier trying to get you to change your bills to Sainsburys own (no quite happy with whom I have despite the fact I still cannot get on their website thank you)
The person wanting to sell me their Sainsburys credit card (no thank you don't still trying to pay off the one I own)
The person/s who was stacking the shelves (for a change they are usually half empty in there) and were forever in my way and got annoyed when I took something of the shelf therfore disturbing their display (tough)
Oh and last but not least the very nice man that wouldn't take no for an answer and kept rattling his charity box under my nose! Please I am skint! Until hubby gives me my housekeeping money I have non don't keep asking!!!!!

On top of all this I noticed a lot of people with very frayed nerves and screaming children, not helped when mine asked one why it was in a pushchair when it was obviously older than he was (apologised to parent, poor child was in a wheelchair) A total nightmare!

Did manage to get home in one piece just no thanks to the boy driver in his super fast mini who pulled out of the side street onto the main road I was driving down, nearly colliding with me while he was talking on his mobile phone and giving me the two fingered salute!::::::

Next time hubby has one of his brilliant ideas he can buy his own picnic!

Now off to find a stiff drink to calm my nerves!

Is great for looking up information, meeting new friends, checking your bank statements, retail therapy, and paying bills - when it works.

Many a time I have logged on somewhere to find that lovely message 'page cannot be displayed'

Email in my inbox this morning from British Gas telling me that my bills have been updated and I can view them at the following link. So click on link, sign in and get this:

We're sorry, but the 'manage your bills' area is currently unavailable due to necessary maintenance work.

In order to provide you with the very best experience, we are upgrading our website. While this happens the facility to pay and view bills may be unavailabe. We apologise for any inconvenience this may cause and thank you for your patience. Normal service will resume shortly.

AAAGGGHHHHH. Why do I bother!!!!!!1

Right as the title suggests this is my 100th post.

Just a couple of pictures of our front garden and pond

Such a shame about the grass which is now brown, the rain doesn't seem to have helped it much at all. As I said in an earlier post, behind the pond are two leylandi trees which shield the wall of our garage (which is separate from the house). To the left of the picture (which has been cut off) are two further trees, not leylandi, but during the summer they are covered in leaves and the pond cannot be seen from the road. The garden stps up to the pond and so the children tend to play on the lower half of it, away from the pond. They are not allowed to go on the upper level which is hubbys pride and joy, those pots are his creations or rather the plants are! Oh and yes to the right of the picture you will see a grave, our beloved dog is buried there as that was where he loved to sit in the summer, watching the world go by and catching flies! I prefer the front garden to the back, I must admit lol!

A sleepless night, watching the clock go round till I could talk to mum and make sure she was ok. Pain in leg and having to get up early to go to town. Would go and lie down and try to get some sleep, but next door is having carpet laid and all I have heard for the past hour is banging - well I am assuming it is carpet though supposed she could be having laminate flooring laid.

She had words with hubby yesterday about the noise the kids were making apparently until he pointed out that her 4 year old grandsone were with them as well and he had to go outside to get him away from the pond a couple of times. There was no-one keeping an eye on him which is really stupid.

Pond? yes we have a fish pond in the front garden. the lawn in the front is bigger than the one at the back. At the bottom of it is our double garage and two leylandi trees which cover the wall of the garge. It is a sheltered spot where grass doesn't grow so hubby put a fish pon there rather than in the back garden because of the children. Youngest is old enough to know now not to go near it and fair play he doesn't, neither do his friends, but 4 year old children are another matter. I personally wouldn't let a 4 year old outside to play in the street anyway no matter how quiet it is and who is out there, but that is me, especially if you know that your neighbour has a pond on their front lawn. Perhaps it is me.

quiet here apart from the noise next door. Hubby has gone to do a job and taken eldest with him, youngest is playing quietly upstairs. I am trying to find archaeology sites for eldest to look at when he gets back. H e believes in forward planning and has already started thinking about courses/uni/qualifications etc that he should aim for, wish I had been that organised when I was 14 - sometimes he does worry me

While sitting here at the computer last night, youngest was playing outside with friends that were being just slightly more of a handful than usual, next door complaining about noise they were making (which to be fair was not much) and playing outside her house. Told them all off several times to the point where I made youngest come indoors to stop her whingeing. Could have mentioned about the drilling at 8 o'clock the other night, the fact that 6.30 in the morning her daughters stereo woke my son up, but no not one to bear grudges thought I would leave it until a more appropriate time, i.e. when suffering from pmt and need someone to vent at rather than my family for a change!

Half way through eveing got a phone call inviting me for a drink round a friends house. Met her new bloke, very nice, a glass of wine and put the world to rights before making way home at 10.30 where I was met by hubby telling me that mum had been on the phone and that I should sit down.

Fearing the worst, thought that's it nan has died, when in actual fact it was my mums cousin that had. He was 64.

Huge shock. Apparantly no one could get hold of him, including his brother, they ring each other and speak at least twice a week. A neighbour had been asked to investigate and found him dead. So we are all waiting for coroners report etc to be done before we can lay him to rest.

So thinking about why I was so upset about it. He was so full of life, very flamboyant, the organiser of the family. He loved children, his nieces and nephews never went without, he lavished gifts on them, and to a certain extent us as well. Mum was close to him, and they spoke often. She is close to his brother as well, who apparently fell to pieces when he found out, and to be honest if anyone had asked me who would be the last one of that family to go I would have said his brother and not him. He never had a days illness, his brother, who is older, has had two heartattacks. He was always a very active man, rarely used his car, loved talking to ppl in his neighbourhood, and thoroughly enjoyed life.

He will truly be missed.

So today lots of phone calls made, though we won't know any further details until all the reports are done, then another funeral to get through which I am hoping will be before I go away.

So that will be my second death as I attended a funeral of a dear family friend earlier in the week and they say bad news comes in threes!

Been to town this morning and came home to find the post. One letter from new headteacher who has requested teaching assistants attend the training day at the start of term and that we all go to mass - oh joy cannot wait for that one not! Perhaps this could be my third piece of bad news? Will see how it goes otherwise I am going to start looking for another job. Really not looking forward to next year at all!

Sun has appeared, waiting for washing to finish so I can put it out and go and make a few more phonecalls.