Spread your wings and fly away

I like this, been playing it on my list - might order the album!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dBgTrs5XtfY

my mother uttered those words yesterday.

"I need a list of what you, Nig and the boys want from Christmas"

how I hate those words.

it means I get to sit here for countless of hours trying to think of what I want, what Nig wants and what the boys want and I really do not have a clue.

I have a wish list on Amazon, 3 pages long of things that I might like at some point but in no hurry for. I have emailed details to my sister in the hope that will give her some inspiration - that's me sorted then. Or perhaps not.

Why?

Because I keep coming up with albums, book titles, and other things that I see on amazon and think, oh I will like that so the list is getting longer and longer.

Then of course I have to write out a list of ideas for hubby as well. I have shown him a couple of DVDs I want, but then I have to double check that I have not put them on my wish list - one year I got 3 copies of the new David Gray album because I forgot who I told to get it for me.

Then I have to sort out Nigel who hasn't got a clue what he wants himself so what chance do I have? He is the type of person who wants something and buys it straight away. Looks like it will be socks again this year then.

Then there is the kids to sort out. Personally I feel they should be given the Argos catalogue wrapped up as they tend to get more fun out of browsing through that than the actual present, but mum won't allow that.

i struggle to find them anything every year let alone telling others what to buy them.

It is a struggle I face, a chore I dread.

Just packed hubby off to work. He has taken eldest with him as he needed some help and I have given them both a shopping list as well so they can get the shopping at the same time.

This morning was a little fraught. Phonecall as I was in the shower - of course no one else can answer a phone in this house they are in bed so I run downstairs, dripping wet with a towel wrapped round me, hoping it was good news (cousin and his wife are due to have their new baby any day now) to find it is someone tryin to sell me something!!! He was told where to go quite sharpish.

Yungest child doing his 'kevin' impersonation "mother, please put some clothes on" in a shocked voice, dogs fighting as they want to go out and be fed, hurt foot on lego brick (earlier post) and attempt to get back in shower and wash hair.

Hubby in one of them moods today where everything you say has a double meaning to him. This is not helped by the fact that I need some new underwear and so while in Debenhams this morning (they have a sale on at the mo) I peruse the lingerie section, where hubby is not looking at practical things like white bras where one has to make a decision about plunge, uplift, gel etc, but at basques! Come on reality check, I need new underwear for everyday where not a basque!
Manage to convince him I really do not need one at this moment in time and suggest we go for our weekly treat, breakfast in Debenhams cafeteria.

To get to the cafe in Debenhams one has to pass the gaming section. Now there is rather a very nice young man there, who oozes charm, is very nice looking and quite fanciable. He is there every week, his only downfall is he propably spends too much time in front of the playstation, nintendo, xbox etc etc as he seems to know too much information about most of the games there. In fact I often think my eldest has a lot in common with this lad and can see him doing a similar sort of role when he is older - after all his friends don't call him the games guru for nothing!

So I take a peek, he is there, we smile as usual, hubby makes his usual comment "see your mate is there then" and off we go for our usual breakfast.

Afterward we look round at the games. You can always find a reasonably cheap one or a 2nd hand one that the kids or hubby will like for christmas and mr games person will always be on hand to advise.

Today was no different. I am over the far end, Nig is near the counter. Mr games person comes over to me with a game "this one is really good the kids will like this" he says to me waving a copy of Kingdom Hearts 2 at me.

God he has gorgeous blue eyes.

"Wrong person" says I " you are talking double dutch now, he is the one you need to talk to about games, I honestly haven't a clue" an smile at him pointing to nig.

He smiles back and wanders off towards Nig where there is a very animated discussion going on about games. The pair of them are now obviously in 7th heaven as they discuss the games they have played and want and what the kids want. He is very good though as I notice he has persauded Nig to buy two games there and then, even going to get brand new copies from the store room for him!

Eldest child wants DSlite for his birthday and I have been looking around for some. I did promise him he could have one for doing so well in his Sats but with money being so tight it hasn't been possible to get him one. Notice they are bringing one out soon in pink of all colours only to be told that Sony are bringing out a limited edition pink ps2. Are they that desperate to try and attract the female audience?

Don't think I will be buying either somehow, really am not one for these games, I prefer board games myself, but each to their own.

Lego.

Small bricks that you put together to make lovely structures, or some creature called a bionicle with a weird sounding name, the knight my youngest loves, or a house (which is the only thing I can make with the thing).

Small, and yet it gives hours of enjoyment.

Innocent joy it gives, keeping the youngsters amused.

Lovely colourful bricks.

Then you accidently step on one whilst wearing nothing on feet and OMG it hurts!!!!!!!!

It was the one brick that had been forgotten. the one that was missed as they put them away last night. In my rush to answer the phone this morning I trod on the wretched thing and the air went blue!! My foot still has the mark of it.

Silent but deadly, is the lego brick, that small piece of brick that gives children so much joy!

If you yelled for 8 years, 7 months and 6 days you
would have produced enough sound energy to heat one
cup of coffee.
(Hardly seems worth it.)

Humans and dolphins are the only species that have sex
for pleasure.
(What about that pig??)