Radio on in the background, background noise only and I amnot taking any notice of the mutterings of marc Kermode and Simon Mayo until I hear the following:

It's like his trouser area exploded!

Why that remark should pierce my sleeping brain while I am reading about a bloggers planned fun over the weekend I will never know lol

Me: hello

Person on other end: hello

Me: hello can I help you?

person: Is that Anita?

Me:No sorry, think you may have the wrong number

Person: Get her for me it is urgent

Me: er sorry think you have the wrong number

Person: Is that (says a series of numbers)

Me: no, you have the wrong number

Person: F*ing hell, if you bloody well knew that why did you waste my time answering the f*ing phone!

person hangs up.

Moral of story: Don't answer the phone unless you know who is on the other end of it - if only I had caller id on my phone I would have known then wouldn't I!!

I am trying to fill out the Bloscars nomination form which I am having great difficulty with. Why? Because there are so many that are so deserving! Who would have thought it would be so difficult. If you haven't joined in yet, please do, it is great fun!

Following a post by Usksider and Arnica
I have been giving some thought about the subject of friends.

I have a few close friends that I can turn to in times of crisis. Those ones that are there for you no matter what, that will come running when needed, that don't mind you phoning in the middle of the night because you want to sob your heart out to them. My closest and bestest friend is probably my husband, to whom i owe so much despite my few moans and groans about him I know he is there for me whatever.

Then I started blogging and I have my blogging frineds. Now some of you I have met, either when i was younger, or more recently on mini blog meets ( I have yet to pluck up the courage to make it to bigger ones) but I got thinking this morning about the people on my friends list and why they are there.

Let me say here and now, i don't usually accept invitations from people I have never met or read their blogs. Most of the friends in my list have been invited because I enjoy their style of writing, they make me laugh, we may have something in common, or just for general enjoyemnt. Occasionally someone will invite me that I have never had a comment from and I will check them out, if I like their writing style then I may accept. Every single person on my list are there because I enjoy reading about their lives. I don't expect them to comment on my blog often, and though i try to comment when i read sometimes it isn't possible or I have nothing to say that hasn't already been said. I have never deleted a friend, even though I know some haven't posted for a while, but I know that people are busy, we all have busy lives to leave.

When I started blogging after an invitation from a friend to read his blog, I never ever thought that 'strangers' would become so important to me. Laying in bed earlier this week I found myself wondering if X was having a good week and had got over her problem from earlier, if Y was recovering well, how Z was doing. to find yourself worrying about someone on your list, someone you haven't met, you know you are hooked on this blogging lark. You wonder how their day went. You want to know. You want to give a bit of support, you want to help in some way, even if it is just to let them know that you care, that you are there to read their problems and want to help. then there are the ones that you know will cheer you up through their writing, the ones that always have something funy to share, the news item they found on the internet that they post to bring a smile to your face, the cartoon picture, the poem to make you feel better.

then you log on one day and find that someone has left. That feeling of loss, the worry they are ok, the hope they will come back soon because it feels like you have lost one of your children. And don't you hate it when they just disappear, no note nothing to tell you why?

Empathy sympathy, sharing the ups and downs of your life with strangers. Through their writing you get to know them, you build a virtual relationship with them, you get glimpse of a world outside your own.

As the saying goes "Strangers are just friends waiting to happen"

Thank you for being my friend.

Just for the hell of it and it is more exciting to do than wading through a pile of washing!

Who would be your ideal

One night stand?
Dave Grohl
Why? cos I just love him he is great, cute, sexy, and a very funny man as well.

Love affair? James Purefoy
Why? Talented, gorgeous eyes, and a smile to die for and great personality

Marital Partner?
James Martin
Why? He can cook and looks good in an apron, and anyway I could get delicious meals fed to me when i am ill.

One to make you turn?
No sorry no one is that good

One day, a long, long time ago,
there once was a woman that did not nag, whine or bitch.

But it was a long time ago..................

And it was only ONE day

The end.

Good Morning everyone.

Remember me?

Yes this is the woman that has gone AWOL on you all, though in my defence, I really laid dying in my bed, coughing my guts up, suffering from feverish chills and hot sweats, unable to move very far without falling over, or going dizzy, and having a major headache - though that really had nothing to do with my illness just being married and having kids is headache enough lol!

Anyway just to update.

Thursday of last week, woke up, posted, Drank some Beechams as feeling that a cold was looming, had some Echinacea and Vitamin C. Went to work.
By 4pm that day I was feeling feverish, cold and hot, had a headache and feeling that I did have a bad head cold. Stayed up to watch Antonio in Zorro then went to bed.

Didn't actually resurface again (apart from the necessary visits to the ladies room) until Sunday and laid on the Sofa buried under my duvet feeling sorry for myself.

Monday and Tuesday went by in a blur and you know things are bad when you find yourself watching crap American TV in the form of E!entertainment channel

Forced myself to go to work Wednesday and Thursday once Antibiotics had kicked in and today, I am sitting here coughing my guts up while I listen to the rain banging against the conservatory roof.

Number of times I have got wet so far: 2 and not through choice!

I also have an infection of the skin on my leg as well, hence the itching that I complained about earlier in my blog. I got bitten before Christmas and it became infected and has infected the skin around it as well - so 4 times a day I have to take antibiotics which are the size of horse pills and cream myself with an anti-inflammatory cream on my legs three times a day - what fun!!!

In all honesty I do feel a lot better now though, mind you I am not very happy with children or hubby for that matter. My house could be a candidate for Kim and Aggie in How Clean is your house - they would have a field day with this one as no one has done a thing at all - hence a ton of ironing, washing, and general filth to wade myself through.

Ah well not much I can do about it I am chilling now, gonna make a cuppa and then catch up with what I have missed in Blogland, because my dears I have missed every single one of you.

On a final note, I know Maddogs left before I was ill, has Flicky joined him?

Really miss them both. Hope they are well and happy.

Hugs to you all