The moon is trying its best to peak out from the clouds that surround it, but as yet it still remains covered in a blanket of grey. the sky isn't clear at all tonight which is a shame and apart from the fox howling for its mate, the world outside is quiet and still.

So for now I leave you as I retire to my bed and read for a while

Tell him that when he is going into town in a couple of weeks to celebrate a friends birthday you will act as a chaperone!!

The air was blue.

He argued, I am nearly 16.

I told him there will be girls in the party he is with and he needs a chaperone.

He is not impressed at all.

I just love being a parent sometimes

bored.

Read lots of blogs, read a few emails, answered comments.

Son is glued to Kerrang.

Other son is in bed.

Hubby reading HP

Dogs asleep.

Bored.

Should do some sewing but cant' be bothered.

Should do some exercise, can't be bothered.

highlight of evening was the Gazebo collapsing and scarring the dog that went running up the small garden into the fence

Fortunately he is ok, and hubby and son reassembled the gazebo.

Probably will collapse again though

Today I receive five invites to be a friend.

2 have never posted a blog

1 has no blog at all - it came up as unknown

2 have a blog but they are trying to promote either diet pills or diet surgery

All have been denied.

Then a personal email from someone:
Hello dearest

Its really a pleaseure to come along your profile on www.blog.co.uk Iam **** by name and 23years old good looking young girl and in saerch of an opposite partner.This is why i have decided to contact you on this site so that we can establish a good relationship and also get to know each other. Your age,race and religion is never a problem to me,all that matters is true love.
Kindly contact me on my e mail ***@***
so that i can tell you more about my self.
Hope to hear from you soonest.

Sorry but I like men my dear, not into women at all, and I am married but you would know that if you read my blog at all wouln't you?

Sorry no can do, write a blog or comment on other peoples don't expect me to answer and be friends because you sent me a personal email, it doesn't work like that

Ann Bradley tagged me with answering these questions below and, after answering, I have to pass them on. Answers should be honest (or, at least, funny)!

Q1. There are crumbs in your bed. What kind of cookies do those crumbs come from?
A1. white chocolate and cranberry cookies

Q2. You are sitting on the toilet brushing your teeth cos you are hungover as normal. What got you that drunk?
Wine, always the wine

Q3. You have been dumped. What comfort food do you grab?
cake, biscuits, chocolate oh and a bottle of wine

Q4. Your wife/husband has annoyed you off so you decide to go have an expensive gourmet meal on his/her credit card. What do you order?
Gourmet? Something from the French restaurant I suppose - French onion soup, Beef Bourginon and profiteroles

Q5. Sitting in church and you have a book/magazine tucked inside the hymn sheet. What is it?
Cross stitch magazine

I tag Molty, classicrockchick, dieing to be thin, emmairvine and green mum, that is if they haven't been tagged already

A skinny little white guy goes into an elevator, looks up and sees
this
HUGE black guy standing next to him.
The big guy sees the little guy staring at him, looks down and
says:
"7 feet tall, 350 pounds, 20 inch private, 3 pound left testicle,
3 pound right testicle, Turner Brown."

The white man faints and falls to the floor.
The big guy kneels down and brings him to, shaking him. The big guy

says, "What's wrong with you?"

In a weak voice the little guys says," What EXACTLY did you say to
me?"

The big dude says, " I saw your curious look and figured I'd just
give

you the answers to the questions everyone always! asks me.

I'm 7 feet tall, I weigh 350 pounds, I have a 20 inch private, my
left

testicle weighs 3 pounds, my right testicle weighs 3 pounds, and my

name is Turner Brown."

The small guy says, "Turner Brown?...Sweet Jesus, I thought you
said,
"Turn Around"

Addictive, still trying to work out how they do this

http://www.learnenglish.org.uk/games/magic-gopher-central.swf

Don't feel well, says youngest as he comes through the door after being at his friends house.

Why enquired I

Have a cough, he says and proceeds to cough as loud as he can falsely.

Oh dear says I think you may have to go to bed with that one, don't want it to get worse do you?

Amazingly he has made a full recovery

Two Irishmen were standing at the base
of a flagpole, looking up at it.

A blonde walks by and asks what they
Are doing.

Paddy: "We're supposed to find the
height of this flagpole, but we don't
have a ladder."

The blonde took a spanner from her
purse, loosened a few nuts & bolts,
then laid the flagpole down.
She got a tape measure from her
handbag, took a few measurements and
announced that it was eighteen feet and
six inches and walked away.

Mick: "Ain't that just like a blonde
Paddy:
We need the height and she gives us
the length."

A frog goes into a bank and approaches the teller. He can see from her nameplate that her name is Patricia Whack.

"Miss Whack, I'd like to get a £30,000 loan to take a holiday."

Patty looks at the frog in disbelief and asks his name. The frog says his name is Kermit Jagger, his dad is Mick Jagger, and that it's okay, he knows the bank manager.
Patty explains that he will need to secure the loan with some collateral.

The frog says, "Sure. I have this," and produces a tiny porcelain elephant, about an inch tall, bright pink and perfectly formed.

Very confused, Patty explains that she'll have to consult with the bank manager and disappears into a back office.

She finds the manager and says, "There's a frog called Kermit Jagger out there who claims to know you and wants to borrow £30,000, and he wants to use this as collateral."

She holds up the tiny pink elephant. "I mean, what in the world is this?"

(you're gonna love this)

The bank manager looks back at her and says...

"It's a knickknack, Patty Whack. Give the frog a loan. His old man's a Rolling Stone."

(You're singing it, aren't you? Yeah, I know you are........)

Never take life too seriously! Come on now, you grinned, I know you did!!!
Have a lovely day.

Useful information video coming up!

GIRL'S DIARY
Saturday 5 February 2005
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Saw him in the evening and he was acting really strangely. I went shopping
in the afternoon with the girls and I did turn up a bit late so thought it
might be that.

The bar was really crowded and loud so I suggested we go somewhere quieter
to talk. He was still very subdued and distracted so I suggested we go
somewhere nice to eat.

All through dinner he just didn't seem himself; he hardly laughed, and
didn't seem to be paying any attention to me or to what I was saying. I just knew
that something was wrong.

He dropped me back home and I wondered if he was going to come in; he
hesitated, but followed.

I asked him again if there was something the matter but he just half shook
his head and turned the television on.

After about 10 minutes of silence, I said I was going upstairs to bed. I put
my arms around him and told him that I loved him deeply. He just gave a
sigh, and a sad sort of smile.

He didn't follow me up, but later he did, and I was surprised when we made
love. He still seemed distant and a bit cold, and I started to think that he
was going to leave me, and that he had found someone else.

I cried myself to sleep.

BLOKES DIARY
Saturday 5 February 2005
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England lost to Wales. Gutted. Got a shag though.

There were two Catholic boys, Timothy Murphy and Antonio Secola, whose lives parallel each other in amazing ways. In the same year Timothy was born in Ireland , Antonio was born in Italy . Faithfully they attended parochial School from kindergarten through their senior year in high school. They took their vows to enter the priesthood early in college, and upon Graduation, became priests.

Their careers had come to amaze the world, but it was generally acknowledged that Antonio Secola was just a cut above Timothy Murphy in all respects. Their rise through the ranks of Bishop, Archbishop and finally Cardinal was swift to say the least, and the Catholic world knew that when the present Pope died, it would be one of the two who would become the Next Pope.

In time the Pope did die, and the College of Cardinals went to work.

In less time than anyone had expected, white smoke rose from the chimney and the world waited to see whom they had chosen.

The world, Catholic, Protestant and secular, was surprised to learn that Timothy Murphy had been elected Pope!

Antonio Secola was beyond surprise. He was devastated, because even with all of Timothy's gifts, Antonio knew he was the better qualified.

With gall that shocked the Cardinals, Antonio Secola asked for a private session with them in which he candidly asked, 'Why Timothy?'

After a long silence, an old Cardinal took pity on the bewildered man and rose to reply. 'We knew you were the better of the two, but we just could not bear the thought of the leader of the Roman Catholic Church being called ' Pope Secola'.

Was the question I was asked this morning, by hubby as he walked into the living room.

Receiving a blank look, he asks the question again adding on Friday on to the end.

Light dawns, and excitedly tell him where I am off to, and who I am meeting.

"Yes" he says, "I know all that but have you worked out your route yet?"

Er no.

So there he is pouring over the road map working out a route, three different ones, A14, A12, then it changes and I am on the motorway only for it to change again because he knows I can find my way to Bury St Edmunds and I just need to turn here - then he proclaims "Bloody awkward to get to, may have to look it up on the AA, see you later" and off to work he goes.

I have already looked up the route I am going to take, it is one that I am vaguely aware of so should be easy, hopefully, shall run it past him later tonight though I am sure it will not be good enough, he will want to find a better route so will spend what time he has reading the road map and trying to confuse me with his directions

I am off to the seaside on Friday, and I am excited. I will get there. There may be a few phonecalls because I got lost but I will get there

.....................................................................

In other news, the weather is bright and sunny at the moment, but the radio tells me we are in for more rain. Decision is do I put the washing out in the hope that it stays sunny?

Plans for today after dropping eldest off at summer school is to blitz the house by cleaning it - if I am not back on here then please send out the emergency services I am buried under rubbish accumulated by children and hubby that hoard. Today I will chuck out and clean all that rubbish that they think will come in useful but I know will just sit there - it will begone!!!!

Have a good day