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  • Stress I could do without

    Despite telling hubby over a week ago, that today he will need to be home by 5 because I have a meeting, he texted me earlier to say he wouldn't be home because he was tied up on a Job.

    a) good job I know what he means and it wasn't in a sexual way
    b) why today when I need him at home AARRRGGGHHHH!

    Normally, he being tied up at work :)) is not usually a problem as Simon is here to look after his brother, but Simon is on work experience this week - guess who with? Yes his father!

    So frantic phonecalls made trying to find someone who will have the youngest after school so that I could make the meeting, eventually tracked down MIL who agreed to have him.

    Now here is where the fun and games began.

    MIL lives approximately 15 minutes away from the school.

    Remember I am now walking to and from work so I didn't have the car. So off we set after school, heading towards MIl house when Richard informs me he has left his bag at school.

    Check watch.

    Go back to school to get bag - it soaking wet due to water bottle not having lid put back on properly, so we walk through the streets with a dripping bag.

    Eventually get to MIL who examines Richards jumper.

    "I can't see where it is wet" she says.

    "Because it isn't" says I, "it is the bag and everything inside it which is"

    "where"

    "inside the bag"

    "oh" she says still looking at the bag which is dripping over her pristine floor. "It's wet what do you want me to do with it?" She says :??:

    "Err put it on the line to dry?" suggests I.

    "how?" she says

    By this time I notice time is marching on and that there is no way I will be able to walk a 40 minute walk to meeting destination in approx 20 minutes, even if I jog a bit in inappropriate footwear!

    "Ok, how about you drop me off at home, I can hang them out and then get to my meeting."

    "Drop you off? How do you want me to do that?" she says.

    By now I am getting seriously worried. Persuade her she needs to drive her car and drop me off at home, which ends up with her:

    1) searching for keys
    2) searching for driving shoes
    3) opening garage and attempting to reverse car out of it at a snails pace
    4) us all getting into car when Richard points out he can't do up seatbelt because the back seats are covered in sheets in case they get dog hairs on them
    5) me losing my temper and refusing to get into back seat and Richard in front because a) we might get stopped by the police and there is no booster seat, b) Not sure she wouldn't have an accident and me with no seat belt is more dangerous for Richard as a passenger.

    So after we relocated seatbelt, tucked Richard in tightly, got back into the car, she then drives at a snails pace all the way home (a five min journey by car normally, now taking 15 minutes) complaining about the bad drivers on the road!

    When I eventually manage to alight at home and send her back on her way praying my son will be safe, manage to peg out items on washing line and then get to meeting.

    Hubby eventually managed to get home at 7.15 after picking Richard up declaring his mother is 'losing it', as she was telling him where she wanted him to scatter her ashes!!!

    BTW it took him from 4pm to get home on a journey that would have taken 11/2 hours normally lol! :)

  • What Disney character are you?

    What Disney character are you?

    Goofy

    You can be a bit crazy sometimes and like to try new things, but you have a heart of gold for your friends and family.
    goofy

    http://www.youthink.com/quiz.asp?action=take&quiz_id=2492

  • Marriage according to kids

    HOW DO YOU DECIDE WHO TO MARRY? (written by kids)

    You got to find somebody who likes the same stuff. Like, if you
    like sports, she should like it that you like sports, and she should
    keep the chips and dip coming.
    -- Alan, age 10

    No person really decides before they grow up who they're going
    to marry. God decides it all way before, and you get to find out later
    who you're stuck with.
    -- Kristen, age 10

    WHAT IS THE RIGHT AGE TO GET MARRIED?
    Twenty-three is the best age because you know the person
    FOREVER by then.
    -- Camille, age 10

    HOW CAN A STRANGER TELL IF TWO PEOPLE ARE MARRIED?
    You might have to guess, based on whether they seem to be
    yelling at the same kids.
    -- Derrick, age 8

    WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR MOM AND DAD HAVE IN COMMON?
    Both don't want any more kids.
    -- Lori, age 8

    WHAT DO MOST PEOPLE DO ON A DATE?
    Dates are for having fun, and people should use them to get to
    know each other. Even boys have something to say if you listen long enough.
    -- Lynnette, age 8 (isn't she a treasure)

    On the first date, they just tell each other lies and that
    Usually gets them interested enough to go for a second date.
    -- Martin, age 10

    WHAT WOULD YOU DO ON A FIRST DATE THAT WAS TURNING SOUR?
    I'd run home and play dead. The next day I would call all the
    newspapers and make sure they wrote about me in all the dead columns.
    -- Craig, age 9

    WHEN IS IT OKAY TO KISS SOMEONE?
    When they're rich.
    -- Pam, age 7

    The law says you have to be eighteen, so I wouldn't want to
    mess with that.
    - - Curt, age 7

    The rule goes like this: If you kiss someone, then you should
    marry them and have kids with them. It's the right thing to do.
    -- Howard, age 8

    IS IT BETTER TO BE SINGLE OR MARRIED?
    It's better for girls to be single but not for boys. Boys need
    someone to clean up after them.
    -- Anita, age 9 (bless you child)

    HOW WOULD THE WORLD BE DIFFERENT IF PEOPLE DIDN'T GET MARRIED?
    There sure would be a lot of kids to explain, wouldn't there? --
    Kelvin, age 8

    And the #1 Favorite is........
    HOW WOULD YOU MAKE A MARRIAGE WORK?
    Tell your wife that she looks pretty, even if she looks like a
    dump truck.
    -- Ricky, age 10

  • OMG!!!

  • Divorce

    Divorce Letter
    Things are not as they seem always.

    Dear Wife:
    I'm writing you this letter to tell you that I'm leaving you for good.
    I've been a good man to you for seven years and I have nothing to show
    for it. These last two weeks have been hell. Your boss called to tell me
    that you had quit your job today and that was the last straw. Last week,
    you came home and didn't even notice that I had gotten a new hair cut,
    cooked your favorite meal and even wore a brand new pair of silk boxers.
    You came home and ate in two minutes, and went straight to sleep after
    watching all of your soaps. You don't tell me you love me anymore, you
    don't want sex anymore or anything. Either you're cheating on me or you
    don't love me anymore, whatever the case is, I'm gone.
    Your EX-Husband
    P.S. Don't try to find me. Your SISTER and I are moving away to West
    Virginia together! Have a great life!

    Dear Ex-Husband:

    Nothing has made my day more than receiving your letter. It's true that
    you and I have been married for seven years, although a good man is a
    far cry from what you've been. I watch my soaps so much because they
    drown out your constant whining and griping. Too bad that doesn't work.
    I did notice when you got a hair cut last week, the first thing that
    came to mind was "You look just like a girl!" but my mother raised me
    not to say anything if you can't say anything nice. And when you cooked
    my favorite meal, you must have gotten me confused with MY SISTER,
    because I stopped eating pork seven years ago. I turned away from you
    when you had those new silk boxers on because the price tag was still on
    them. I prayed that it was a coincidence that my sister had just
    borrowed fifty dollars from me that morning ... And your silk boxers
    were $49.99. After all of this, I still loved you and felt that we could
    work it out. So when I discovered that I had hit the lotto for ten
    million dollars, I quit my job and bought us two tickets to Jamaica. But
    when I got home you were gone. Everything happens for a reason I guess.
    I hope you have the fulfilling life you always wanted. My lawyer said
    that with your letter that you wrote, you won't get a dime from me. So
    take care.
    Signed Rich As Hell and Free!

    P.S. I don't know if I ever told you this but Carla, my sister, was born
    Carl. I hope that's not a problem.

  • A Happy Wednesday post

    There have been times in my life when I have wondered if any of this is worth it. What the hell are we doing to ourselves and others around us.

    What is the meaning of our existence?

    then this morning, I got up early because I couldn't sleep, came downstairs, made a cup of tea and sat in the conservatory and watched the sun appear, light dawning, birds singing and getting busy to greet the day, the squirrels searching for plants I haven't planted yet - life coming to the garden once more.

    It was wonderful and brought joy to my heart.

    Yesterday I was told that I was lucky. That the relationship I had with my husband was wonderful to see that we were so well matched and obviously very happy. Yes we are, though like lots of couples we have our moments, I suppose all couples do, but we never argue, just diagree, and he puts up with my mood swings in an understanding way - or rather he just ignores me lol!

    We always talk, even when we are out, and yes I am truly blessed, a wonderful husband and two wonderful sons, something to be very thankful for this morning.

    So today is halfway through the week. Day two of May and lots of things to be done at work. Just sent youngest to get washed and dressed and ready for school, I will go in a minute once I have managed to answer a few emails and decided what I have to do before I dash out of that door for my daily walk. I have enjoyed walking to and from work thus far, though Richard hasn't enjoyed it as much prefering to whinge about how much his little legs hurt poor thing (cruel mother). But it is good for both of us and gives us a little time together as well.

    So I will leave you to enjoy your day and hopefully see you later!

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