Just a quick post as I am inbetween trying to sort out youngest for school tomorrow and reading a mountain of reports for a governors meeting also taking place tomorrow.

Today, first day, all went well. everyone friendly and I am trying to find out who is who and what is what. Longest day today as we had a meeting after work that I have to attend as well!! But I enjoyed it and that is the main thing. So dashed home fed everyone and now am trying to get 101 other things done as well.

thanks for good luck messages, really appreciated. Hope to catch up with you all later in the week when I have managed to get the next couple of days over with!

Hugs xxx

You will love this:

As the saying goes "one door closes, another opens" and that is how I feel at the moment.

The expectancy of what will happen tomorrow and for the rest of the week. A new job, a promotion, a need to do well and prove myself capable of the challenges that lay ahead.

It is exciting. I was expecting to feel a little apprehensive but there is none of that, just excitement.

Mind you there is a slight problem to deal with - a cold that is refusing to budge, a cough that is threatening to develop epic proportions which hopefully I am stopping by throwing vit C, Echincea, beechams, and cough medicine down my throat as well as some zinc for good measure!

It has been an unpredictable day here so far. So far we have had sun, hailstones, thunder, sun, torrential rain, wind, sun, hailstones so on and so forth. At the moment all is calm, muggy but no sun oh and by the looks of the way the trees are moving, some wind lol!

Oh well end April with a freak weather pattern!

Hugs xx

Hubby came home early, had some lunch and because we were low on milk, suggested a trip to the local Aldi.

Now I know what our local Aldi is like, and it isn't all that great, but enticed by the advert on telly - cucumber only 49p, brocolli only 49p - hubby suggested a trip was needed. Afterall they do sell other things there he says, hoping that he may, just may, beable to pick up a drill or tool box on the cheap no doubt.

So there we are, walking around Aldi, watching this dotty woman try and get her trolley down an aisle that wasn't meant for trolleys and knocking everything off in the process - hubby gallantly helped her out - hubby going through all the racks of clothing (well two of them) in search of a bargain while I examined cucumbers, brocoli and potatoes.

Eventually we make it to a cash desk. A queue that goes halfway round the shop and one till open. Eventually one of the gormless shop assistants (sorry not all shop assistants are gormless just the ones at this particular branch) comes along and asked the person behind us if he was waiting to be helped.

"yes" says the person, "I am waiting to pay for my goods, anychance of you opening up a till?" which I thought was better a reply than I would have come up with.

So they open up a till, everyone rushes to it and they decide to close it and open up another one - cue much rushing to this one, which, again they close and open up the original one

By this time the one everyone had been queuing at was now getting down to a reasonable size so people decided to wait there while we wited at the other one. And there she was again - dotty old lady "I want to return this" she says holding up a plant.

"Why?" asks the cashier

"Because I wanted a climber and this is a ground cover plant"

hubby bursts out laughing, it says on the pack quite clearly ground cover.

So there we stand while the cashier tries to refund the dotty woman for the plant and then sort out the goods that needed paying for which the dotty woman didn't want to exchange for the plant (that would have been too easy) oh no she wanted the money for the plant which she then paid for the goods with!!!

In the meantime, with much rolling of eyes, cashier throws a sign at hubby with the words of put that there will you (till closed sign), which hubby places on the conveyor belt. We stand there patiently waiting when this woman comes along behind Nigel, reads the 'till closed' notice then proceeds to load her shopping on the belt.

Cashier "I'm closing!!" she shouts while still trying to deal with dotty woman who is making a right hash of filling out the refund form with her details and has the entire contents of her bag out on the canveyor belt in the effort to find something.

"what?" says woman

"Oh forget it" says the cashier who has clearly given up the will to live by this time, and trust me I know how she was feeling.

We finally managed to get out of the store, load up the car with our few items.

"weel I have been, I have seen and I won't go back again" said hubby.

"but the veg was cheap" says I

"Yes but I am not going there again" he says

Yes we spent little but trust me we lost a few precious minutes of our life that can not be taken back in a hurry

The windscreen Wiper!

Yes dear reader, today the humble windscreen wiper is 100years old.

Gladstone Adams came up with the idea exactly a century ago as he drove home from London through a snowstorm having watched Newcastle United play Wolves in the 1908 FA Cup final.

The first Windscreen wipers fitted to early models of the iconic Citroen 2CV were powered mechanically by the engine, and varied with its speed. When the car came to a halt, so did the wipers, and the driver had to operate them manually using a handle under the dashboard. Today they are controlled by their own electric motor, though some vehicles with air brakes use air-operated wipers.

In 1969 the first intermittent wipers with adjustable speed were introduced.

Formula One cars do not have windscreen wipers. The driver's helmet visor has a number of clear films covering it, which he can remove one by one when rain and dirt build up.

So there you are, you learn something new everyday lol!

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In other news, the Wii fit is due for release today - shame I haven't got a Wii!

On this day:
In 1214 Louis IX, king of France (1226-70), born.

In 1284 Edward II, king of England (1307-27), born.

1599: Oliver Cromwell, English civil war leader and Lord Protecto was born

1792 - The guillotine was first used to execute highwayman Nicolas J. Pelletier.

In 1840 Peter Ilyich Tchaikovsky, Russian composer (1812 Overture), born

1874: the birth of Guglielmo Marconi, Inventor of radio

1918: The birth of Ella Fitzgerald, US jazz singer

1928 - A seeing eye dog was used for the first time

1940: The birth of Al Pacino, American actor

In 1945 Bjorn Ulvaeus, rock vocalist/guitarist (ABBA), born.

In 1956 Elvis Presley's Heartbreak Hotel goes #1.

In 1958 Fish, rock vocalist (Marillon), born.

In 1969 Renee Zellweger born

And to conclude I was:

born on a Monday.
My star sign is Taurus.
The season was Spring.
I am 42 years, 0 months, 0 days old.
It is 365 days until your next Birthday.
I am 15,341 days old.
I am approximately 368,194 hours old.
I am approximately 1,325,501,453 seconds old.

Thanks to all of you who sent me birthday wishes this morning, much appreciated. I have been spoilt so far. Lots of money sent by relatives and a Radley Bag bought by my husband from him and the boys

today will be spent catching up on housework, washing and ironing, have a busy night and weekend ahead of me before I start my new post on Monday so need to be on top of things.

however have my leaving do to look forward to tonight, just hope I stay awake long enough to enjoy it - had a bad night last night so very little sleep - think I will go back to bed when I have done my chores lol!

Well the sun is shining, just wish I knew how long it would shine for, but you can bet that it will not be long. Weather predictions are for rain so not likely to get the washing out on the line then!

Right better get on with the work, it won't get done if I sit here all day lol!

have a good day everyone

hugs xxxx

As seen here

1. What is your favourite comedy film
Shaun of the Dead, A fish Called Wanda, Some like it hot, to name just a few......

2. What is your favourite comedy on TV
My Family

3. Who is your best Comedy actor/actress?
Alistair Simms (sad I know!)

4. If you could write a comedy what would it be about?
My own family (honestly it would be very funny!) people often say I should write about it

5. What is the Funniest thing you have ever seen be it in person or on a TV show or film?
I couldn't say the person concerned reads my posts lol

As I looked out of the window this morning, I noticed that the apple tree, in a neighbour's garden, has buds developing on it - at last the blossom is beginning to appear. This, surprisingly, has made me quite cheerful, because it means that despite the weather we are having, spring has now arrived. Stupid i know, but I don't feel that it truly has until that blossom appears, however still not heard the cuckoo yet

I have to take my youngest son to his Nans this morning, as his teacher is one of the striking ones. I don't mind, I will make sure he will have work to do, he isn't getting off that easily. I have to go to work still though, no rest for the wicked is there lol! Only some of our school are on strike, so only the classes of striking teachers are not in school today, the rest are. Hopefully it will be a quiet day. The teacher I work with, has decided that we are going to have a D.T. day today. The children are making purses, we are going to do this all day (oh joy) with a party during the last lesson. It will be good for the to have the day of timetable really.

At the moment I am feeling quite positive, looking forward to new challenges. In a way I am looking forward to a new start on Monday, though I know by the end of today I will probably be in tears - it is sad leaving somewhere that you have enjoyed working at, but hey sometimes you just have to move on!

Right enough of this have to go and get ready!

Hope everyone has a good day

hugs
xxxxxx

Well Wednesday has arrived and yes it is St. George's Day. The house down the road from us has his flag flying proudly and hubby hasn't managed to put his one up yet, which is late for him because usually it is up there flying away. However the last one we had was up all year round, but got damaged by high winds. I do think that we should have St. George's day as a bank holiday, it is time we celebrated it. I am not against embracing other cultures, in fact I am very happy for them to celebrate their identity. Here we have a variety of cultures living alongside each other, as in many other parts of the country. We have a wide range of Asian communities, Indian, Chinese, cultures live alongside each other in relative peace, Polish, Greek, Italian and Irish as well as the British. Hubby considers himself English and refuses to be known as British. He believes England should have its own identity and coming from a family that can trace both sides back to Wimbledon (yes his family are Wombles) to 1790 he feels he has a right to be called English. I have a mixture of Ancestry running through my veins so say I am British, English by birth as I was born in England. Others can make of that what they may. Every year there is a big celebration in town for St. Patricks day. There is also an Asian Mela for where you can celebrate the Asian culture. There is also a Festival of lights for Diwali. Only in recent years has the town done anything for St. George's day and then again it isn't advertised widely like the others are - it is almost as if it is embarrassed or worried it will upset someone if it is mentioned. Long term readers of my blog may remember that we tend to celebrate St. George's day by visiting Wrest Park, a National Trust property that puts on a festival to celebrate the weekend before the day itself if SGD is not on that weekend. This year, reluctantly, we decided against it because the weather was so bad and there really isn't much shelter from the wind there either. I have missed going, the children, particularly Richard, enjoys watching George fight the dragon. So our patron saint, St. George, is also patron Saint of Catalonia (Spain), England, Portugal, Georgia, Serbia, Bulgaria, Bosnia and Herzegovina, Republic of Macedonia. Most countries who observe St. George's Day, celebrate it on 23 April, the traditionally accepted date of Saint George's death in 303 AD. St. George's Day is a provincial government holiday in Newfoundland, Canada. On that I will leave you and wish you a happy St. George's day. Have a good one Hugs xxxxx

This morning, woken by the dawn chorus, even though a peak through the curtain showed me it was still dark outside, I lay in bed lisitening to all the different bird calls. I wish I could identify them all, but alas the one I can do, hasn't appeared yet - the cuckoo.

I was tempted to creep down the stairs, sit in the conservatory with a lovely cuppa and watch the activity outside, but sense prevailed and I managed to get another hours kip in - afterall a woman needs her beauty sleep even if it is disturbed by the birds calling to each other!

Logging on this morning I see Google has a lovely picture this morning. Now apparently it is for Earth day. Lookingon the official website for Earth day this took place on March 20 - if memory serves me right weren't we encouraged to turn lights off at 9pm on that day? Further searching on Google though shows me that quite a few countries celebrate it today, which is probably why I haven't heard about it happening on the radio - I am sure Nicky Campbell would have gloated over it if it was happening here today in his smug like way!!

So on that note I will leave you to your day. Here the sun is trying to break through, though it is rather misty outside, I have work later then need to take the car to the garage to find out why I keep getting a light popping up once in a while and then I have the housework to do - oh joy what fun we do have!

Hope you all have a good day

Hugs and take care

xxxxxx

So that is it. Another weekend over with, gone all too soon and here we are again, Monday morning, the start of another working week.

The weeks seem to get longer, well they feel like it anyway. If I feel like this now how will I cope when I do 34hours a week? Mind you I will be kept busy which is good so at least the time will pass easily, well I hope so anyway lol

So my last week at this place looms ahead of me. Lots needs to be done, not enough time to do it in, but that is the way with life really isn't it?

It is dull out there this morning, the birds started singing early and we could hear the animals move about searching for whatever the birds had left them. the squirrels are having a scrounge on the bird feeder at the moment, the magpies are getting on my nerves as they are chasing the blue tits away - we seem to have a lot of magpies this year, may have to train the dogs to bark at them!!

So it isn't the cats keeping the small birds away from the feeder it is the magpies!

Right enough of this rambling on about nothing of consequence, better get a shift on and make sure everything is ready for work.

Have a good day

hugs xxx

She spent the first day packing her belongings into boxes, crates and suitcases.

On the second day, she had the movers come and collect her things

On the third day, she sat down for the last time at their beautiful dining room table by candle-light, put on some soft background music, and feasted on a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar, and a bottle of spring-water.

When she had finished, she went into each and every room and deposited a few half-eaten shrimp shells dipped in caviar into the hollow of the curtain rods.

She then cleaned up the kitchen and left. When the husband returned with his new girlfriend, all was bliss for the first few days.

Then slowly, the house began to smell.

They tried everything; cleaning, mopping and airing the place out

Vents we re checked for dead rodents and carpets were steam cleaned.

Air fresheners were hung everywhere. Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canisters, during which they had to move out for a few days and in the end they even paid to replace the expensive wool carpeting.
Nothing worked!!!

People stopped coming over to visit.
Repairmen refused to work in the house.
The maid quit

Finally, they could not take the stench any longer and decided to move.
A month later, even though they had cut their price in half, they could not find a buyer for their stinky house.

Word got out and eventually even the local realtors refused to return their calls

Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place.

The ex-wife called the man and asked how things were going

He told her the saga of the rotting house. She listened politely and said that she missed her old home terribly and would be willing to reduce her divorce settlement in exchange for getting the house

Knowing his ex-wife had no idea how bad the smell was, he agreed on a price that was about 1/10 th of what the house had been worth, but only if she were to sign the papers that very day.

She agreed and within the hour his lawyers delivered the paperwork.

A week later the man and his girlfriend stood smiling as they watched the moving company pack everything to take to their new home........

And to spite the ex-wife, they even took the the curtain rods

I just love happy endings don't you!!

A good example of "Spin Doctors" at work.
How politics really works......

Judy Wallman, a professional genealogical researcher, discovered that Hillary Clinton's great-great uncle, Remus Rodham, was hanged for horse stealing and train robbery in Montana in 1889. The only known photograph of Remus shows him standing on the gallows. On the back of the picture is this inscription: "Remus Rodham; horse thief, sent to Montana Territorial Prison 1885, escaped 1887, robbed the Montana Flyer six times. Caught by Pinkerton detectives, convicted and hanged in 1889."

Judy e-mailed Hillary Clinton for comments. Hillary's staff sent back the following biographical sketch:

Remus Rodham was a famous cowboy in the Montana Territory. His business empire grew to include acquisitions of valuable equestrian assets and intimate dealings with the Montana railroad. Beginning in 1883, he devoted several years of his life to service at a government facility, finally taking leave to resume his dealings with the railroad. In 1887, he was a key player in a vital investigation run by the renowned Pinkerton Detective Agency. In 1889, Remus passed away during an important civic function held in his honor when the platform upon which he was standing collapsed.

And that, folks, is how it's done!!

A man staggers into an emergency room with two black eyes and a five iron wrapped tightly around his throat. Naturally the doctor asks him what happened.

Well, it was like this, said the man. I was having a quiet round of golf with my wife, when she sliced her ball into a pasture of cows.

We went to look for it, and while I was rooting around I noticed one of the cows had something white at its rear end. I walked over and lifted up the tail, and sure enough, there was my wife's golf ball........stuck right in the middle of the cow's butt. That's when I made my mistake.

"What did you do?" asks the doctor.

Well, I lifted the tail and yelled to my wife, "Hey, this looks like yours!"
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Two women were playing golf.

One teed off and watched in horror as her ball headed directly toward a foursome of men playing the next hole. The ball hit one of the men. He immediately clasped his hands together at his groin, fell to the ground and proceeded to roll around in agony.

The woman rushed down to the man, and immediately began to apologize.
'Please allow me to help. I'm a Physical Therapist and I know I could relieve your pain if you'd allow me, she told him.

'Oh, no, I'll be all right. I'll be fine in a few minutes,' the man replied.
He was in obvious agony, lying in the fetal position, still clasping his hands together at his groin. At her persistence, however, he finally allowed her to help.

She gently took his hands away and laid them to the side, loosened his pants and put her hands inside. She administered tender and artful massage for several long moments and asked,'How does that feel'?

He replied: "It feels great, but I still think my thumb's broken.

As your eyes meet, across a crowded room, you take a sharp intake breath.

The sense of electricity travelling through your body when your hands touch briefly.

That stomach churning moment as he/she looks your way and smiles.

That feeling of being on a high as they lean in and kiss you, first softly, questioningly, then, as confidence increases, the way your body feels on fire as the kiss gets more passionate, your tongues explore, probe expectantly, questioning.

Your pulse races, you feel the electricity seep through every pore on your body. You feel light, carefree, excited.

You wait expectantly for their call, your stomach churning with excitement, the butterflies doing somersaults everytime your phone rings. the way when you meet you feel lightheaded, you want him so much your body is crawling with desire.

You feel his breath on your hair and your scalp tingles. As he puts his arm around you, his fingertips gently stroking your back, you shiver with delight, you feel his hot breath in your ear, his tongue licking your earlobe.......but wait,

it isn't what you expect,

it isn't tender and it is very, very wet.................................................................................................

And you wake from your dream to find the dog licking your ear, because that is the only way he knows how to wake you to let him out!

Where would I be without my Sunday fix of this site.

As usual as I logged on this morning, I just had to take a look and there, right there, are the postcards that make you smile, make you think, make you agree and have some empathy or sympathy with the person who wrote it.

This one made me smile purely because it is the silly things that we do that make us smile. I am not averse to putting silly things in shopping trolleys and I have to admit doing just as this postcard suggests in my time. Mind you hubby is just as bad. We have a girl that works in the local Sainsburys on the checkout. Everyone avoids her. You can see people rushing to her till because they notice it is empty, or maybe just one person standing, waiting, while all the other tills have queues forming. The reason people avoid her is because she likes to talk. About anything. Nothing wrong in that, but as she does it she will examine every item you have put on her conveyor belt as she flashes it across the screen in front of her so that it beeps, and tell you a funny story that she has about that product.

For example, a bottle of shampoo and she told me about the time her boyfriend got some of that particular make in his eye as he was washing his hair and how he had to go to hospital with a grin on her face because she found it amusing - and you stand and smile at her. The cucumber she picks up and tells you about the film she saw where they were using cucumbers as a sex toy and how much she enjoyed the film. You will be there for ages as she discusses each and every item with you. If you are lucky she will just say "ohhh they are a new product are they nice" in which you get away with just a yes afterall you wouldn't be buying them if they weren't now would you (unless it is the first time you had ever bought that particular product).

Anyhow, hubby decides one day that enough is enough. So as we walk around the shop he starts to put several different packets of condoms in the trolley, some ky jelly, some plasters, and underwear from the clothing section just to see what she says. And yes she examines it all, turns and says to him "Oh you are in for a good night then" to which he replies "Yes I thought I practice my balloon modelling skills".

She hasn't spoken to him since.

See I told you she was weird

And then there is this: Because I am lucky. I have a wonderful husband, two lovely children, good friends and family and my health. When I think back to what might have been, it would have been a completely different scenario altogether, so yes I am lucky, I am alive, happy and healthy.

What more could a girl want?

At the end of their first date, a young man takes his favorite girl home. Emboldened by the night, he decides to try for that important first kiss. With an air of confidence, he leans with his hand against the wall and, smiling, he says to her, "Darling, how 'bout a goodnight kiss?" Horrified, she replies, "Are you mad? My parents will see us!" "Oh come on! Who's gonna see us at this hour?" "No, please. Can you imagine if we get caught?" "Oh come on, there's nobody around, they're all sleeping!" "No way. It's just too risky!" "Oh please, please, I like you so much!!" "No, no, and no. I like you too, but I just can't!" "Oh yes you can. Please?" "NO, no. I just can't." "Pleeeeease?..." Out of the blue, the porch light goes on, and the girl's sister shows up in her pajamas, hair disheveled. In a sleepy voice the sister says: "Dad says to go ahead and give him a kiss. Or I can do it. Or if need be, he'll come down himself and do it. But for crying out loud tell him to take his hand off the intercom button!"

We went to MK this morning, hoping that he was going to buy my birthday present which he didn't and despite a few hints at what I want I can't see me getting it either which is disappointing. Anyway digress. I read somewhere about some flip flops called fit flops and on another british site I frequent the users were raving about them as they are based on the same type of style as the MBT trainers but for a lot less money. Anyway popped into John Lewis where I managed to track down a pair in red, but found that due to my high instep I couldn't get my feet into them, they are quite tight across the top!! so in the long run I saved myself some money. Mind you I have to say we haven't had the weather for wearing flip flops of any kind really have we? As I type this it is raining out there, yet again, and it really feels quite chilly as well. I have a few things that I planned to do today but don't feel like doing now, mind you the thought of having to take youngest child to his swimming lesson at 5 doesn't help!

We went food shopping one of them chores you just hate doing. Considering all I got was the basics to get through the week on and no extras I fine my food bill has increased a lot more. What with the bills rising, the cost of petrol spiraling out of control and everything else you have to pay for rising out of control was there any wonder that the man in the Abbey was shocked when he asked me if I wanted to take out an ISA or a savings plan when I was trying to pay some money into the household account to cover the mortgage and a few other bills.

I politely declined by saying "Are you having a laugh love? There isn't enough money to pay the bills let alone to save!" and walked away as he handed me my receipt.

There are days when I just hate going into banks or building societies. They always try to sell you something! I know they probably have to try but when you are struggling to keep the wolves from your door, the last thing you need is yet another credit card, mortgage, savings plan or insurance product - particularly in this day and age when you are trying to make ends meet due to the spiraling costs of everything!

Right better get off my soapbox before I bore you all to tears!

Have a good day

Hugs xxx

Just been reading this:

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/magazine/7351252.stm

What I hoped would be the annual round of hayfever I suffer from has actually turned out to be a full blown cold.

Woke this morning with the usual symptons - dripping nose, blocked sinuses (trust me you can have both), the inability to breathe, the throat that feels like someone has scrapped the inside of it with a sharp implement and one ear is blocked as well which is why I keep asking people to repeat everything when they are on the left hand side!

Popped into work briefly, son is in trouble so felt I needed to let the school know I will back them 100% whatever action they take with him.

Funny smell in the dining room then realised that hubby has put some mustard cress in the bird cage, not that they are eating it, rather looking at it as though it will fight them!

Right enough of this nonsense, catch up on posts and do some housework!!

have a good day everyone!!

hugs xxxx

Starts with a grrrrr!

Turn on computer to read emails.

start to type a reply to one

There is marmalade on the keyboard!!!

Eldest child will now be in trouble!

In other news sun is trying hard to shine but not being too successful at the moment. Dogs are being a pain, a pheasant was seen in the field and it came up to the fence and popped his head through the hole so now the dogs keep wanting to go outside every five minutes to see if it is still there!

Then the hedgehog population invaded the garden last night, Simon thinks one of them may be prickles, we shall see, will look out for them tonight.

Not a very interesting morning post is it lol!

Oh and I have either hayfever or a cold, thinking it may be a cold as I have been taking my hayfever tablets and it never gets this bad when I start taking them.

Right off to sort out the kids who are arguing

Have a good day

hugs

Samantha xx

I have decided work is bad for my health.

I read somewhere that you should take some time out to do what you enjoy doing. Inmy case that is blogging and interacting with people and work interferes with that! As a result I am missing posts as I do not have time to catch up with them all, so forgive me if I haven't commented, I do try to pass by and read even if I don't comment.

On top of it all, Simon needs the computer for his studies so my computer time has been reduced - one day I will have enough money to justify buying a wireless router so everyone will be happy - mind you that is if the laptop will work with it, it is rather temperamental at communicating!!

In other news, the sun is shining again but there is a chill in the air. I was rather tempted to put a skirt on this morning, but because of the rash on my leg wearing stockings is not a good idea as they irritate it, so decided on a pair of trousers instead. We have a buffet lunch at work today as one of my colleagues leaves - only a week and one day to go and I leave as well lol!!

Right better get a move on, hurry the kids up and get out of that door to work!

Have a good day everyone!!

Hugs xx

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
The structure of the wall was not correct
So he won ten grand with Claims Direct

WIFE: What would you do if I died? Would you get married again?
HUSBAND: Definitely not!
WIFE: Why not - don't you like being married?
HUSBAND: Of course I do.
WIFE: Then why wouldn't you remarry?
HUSBAND: Okay, I'd get married again.
WIFE: You would? (With a hurtful look on her face).
HUSBAND: (Makes audible groan).
WIFE: Would you live in our house?
HUSBAND: Sure, it's a great house.
WIFE: Would you sleep with her in our bed?
HUSBAND: Where else would we sleep?
WIFE: Would you let her drive my car?
HUSBAND: Probably, it is almost new.
WIFE: Would you replace my pictures with hers?
HUSBAND: That would seem like the proper thing to do.
WIFE: Would she use my golf clubs?
HUSBAND: No, she's left-handed.

Love him or hate him, he sure hits the nail on the head with this! Bill Gates recently gave a speech at a High School about 11 things they did not and will not learn in school. He talks about how feel-good, politically correct teachings created a generation of kids with no concept of reality and how this concept set them up for failure in the real world.

Rule 1: Life is not fair - get used to it! (must admit I use this one with my children all the time!)

Rule 2 : The world won't care about your self-esteem. The world will expect you to accomplish something BEFORE you feel good about yourself.

Rule 3 : You will NOT make $60,000 a year right out of high school. You won't be a vice-president with a car phone until you earn both.

Rule 4 : If you think your teacher is tough, wait till you get a boss.

Rule 5 : Flipping burgers is not beneath your dignity. Your Grandparents had a different word for burger flipping: they called it opportunity.

Rule 6: If you mess up, it's not your parents' fault, so don't whine about your mistakes, learn from them.

Rule 7: Before you were born, your parents weren't as boring as they are now. They got that way from paying your bills, cleaning your clothes and listening to you talk about how cool you thought you were. So before you save the rain forest from the parasites of your parent's generation, try delousing the closet in your own room.

Rule 8: Your school may have done away with winners and losers, but life HAS NOT. In some schools, they have abolished failing grades and they'll give you as MANY TIMES as you want to get the right answer. This doesn't bear the slightest resemblance to ANYTHING in real life. (oh so true!)

Rule 9: Life is not divided into semesters. You don't get summers off and very few employers are interested in helping you FIND YOURSELF. Do that on your own time.

Rule 10: Television is NOT real life. In real life people actually have to leave the coffee shop and go to jobs.

Rule 11: Be nice to nerds. Chances are you'll end up working for one.

If you agree, pass it on.
If you can read this - Thank a teacher!

Was my first thought this morning. Then I realised it was only 5am, the alarm hadn't gone off, but what I could here was the birds being busy out in the garden, making a lot of noise as they called to each other. Mind you Hubby hadn't noticed the window was open when he closed the curtains last night hence I could hear them better than usual!

The sun shines, but it feels cold outside and there is a scattering of frost on the ground and car. It really looks rather pretty outside.

Right time to have some breakfast and to make sure the children are ready for school!

Have a good day everyone!

Hugs xxxx

There are some people who buy themselves a new piece of equipment and play with it until they have sussed on how it works and are happy.

Some people buy a new piece of equipment and read the instructions from cover to cover while playing with their new toy.

MIL buys a new piece of equipment, in this case a digital camera, then brings it round to me to show her how to use it!
However it didn't come with an SD card, which she has now gone home with, and yes though it has an internal memory, I couldn't seem to get it set up so that it stored images on the SD card rather than the internal memory. Mind you I was trying to do this while her son showed his friend, the buildre, round the house to get even more ideas for extension/house rebuilt by the sounds of it, with me grunting every now and then everytime a question was asked of me!

What makes me laugh is she has no idea what she is buying let alone how to use it. It isn't simple. I don't even think the software that comes with it will work on her computer, as her computer is older than mine is - have an awful feeling Windows may need an upgrade

Still she has gone away for now happy, determined to take some pictures over the hills tomorrow where no doubt I will get a frantic phonecall as she tries to look at the pictures via her computer!

Now I have just finished updating my sons cv as my friends daughter says there is a saturday job going where she works so he thought he may as well apply for it - a little bit of pocket money rather than waiting for me and his father to sub him when he goes out! I am rather dubious about this, I only hope it doesn't interfere with his GCSE's but he assures me otherwise!

Right bed is calling, feeling really tired now!

nite, nite

hugs xxxx