Gratuitious Rob

Steal my Thunder why dont you!!!

Yes Aphid I am talking to you! Curse you Gerry the Greenfly!

This morning was epic for all the wrong reasons - The pushchair broken, well the raincover broke and snaggled up the wheels, which dragged the raincover under the wheels, which caused a tipping motion that buckled the hood. This happened several times! The most epic was on the school run crossing the road.

I made sure it was clear to go and asked the kids to cross, I stepped forward and raincover snaggage occurred, so I stepped back, the kids stepped back too, so I told them to go again as it was still clear and they just stood looking at me.

Once I had got everything sorted (there may have been some swearing) I crossed over to the kids, asked them to face me, put on my most stern mummy face and told them ( as I have several times before) if I say go I mean GO!

The kids looked suitable sheepish with my ire and wrath, Abigail opened her mouth to speak - this is most unusual, an Abigail apology - but no she uttered the words ............................... Mum you have a bug on your lip.

A chuffing green fly stole my thunder, impressed I am not!

Hellfire

Things change quickly!!

I woke up this morning to a lovely pm on FF.net about the one shot I submitted for the Tsunami fundraiser

I just wanted to say i just read this story from the compilation and I loved it. It was well written and an interesting story. Thanks for sharing.

This absolutely made my day, knowing what I know now, I should have stayed in my bedroom in my little review bubble.

I get down stairs to find that Phoebe had completely wrecked the iPod touch charger, Harry had trapped his jacket in the table and broken the zip off. My head is banging and my tummy is so sore, so the black mood has descended all by 8.11am - seriously peeps give me a break!

So now me and my little black cloud are sat on the couch and I am talking myself out of eating the packet of bourbon biscuits that are in the cupboard.

Please send donations of willpower to depressedfatlass@comforteating.com - Thank you  X

utterly beautiful song

Not getting my hopes up BUT...

Ooooh, things are slowly but surely falling into place on the Uni finance front.  I have had my student loan application approved; tuition fees are covered and I also qualify for a maintenance grant as well as a loan. I’m looking at roughly £2000 a term which will have to cover train fares and stationary. To stop me going on an almighty spending spree, I will be setting up a separate Uni bank account. I am working on the theory, if I can’t see it, I can’t spend it.

I have finally received the childcare grant application so my job this week is to get it filled in and sent off. Childcare is going to be a major factor in whether or not I go to Uni.  I am going to give it a bloody good go; I know it’s going to be hard, but I would rather try this and fail then sit at the age of eighty regretting what could have been, also I want to move house and we need to be earning mega bucks for that – well not mega bucks, but if all spawn are in the school system, I will be able to get a job and be able to contribute to the family pot. 

Watch this space!!!!

In an Octopuses Garden

Some days I wish I was an Octopus, because I am surgically attached to my laptop (all my online friends live in there and it has all my Rob/Cullen boys p0rn on it). It is rather difficult purchasing food and beverages in my day off home (Starbucks – they should pay me for all the mentions today!) 

I had no qualms about leaving my bag or hoodie, but my mobile is now in my bra cup – poor GQ Rob he is face down in my bewbie. The simple act of purchasing a Panini, a mug of tea and a cinnamon swirl was hampered by a laptop under one arm and a purse in the other! I am currently sat upstairs, there is a plug socket and my Laptop battery is dodgy at best, so to get back to my table I had to wrestle with a tray, 2 doors and a set of stairs all while not spilling or dropping my food and securely hugging my laptop. I am pleased to say we all got back to the table in piece and now I’m stuffed!

I just have to sing!!!!!!

I’m being tortured!

I am in Starbucks listening to my iPod and all the songs that I heart a lot and I can’t sing ARRGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH.

I love singing, don’t worry you won’t see me on X Factor or any shite like that. I don’t sing terribly well (That sentence should read I sing terribly) but I enjoy it, music lifts me, and vocalising that is just brilliant.

My iPod is torturing me, Biffy clyro – Many of Horror followed by Blink 182 – All the Small things. I just want to sing really loudly. Oh chuff, Pendulum is now. I’m silently mouthing the words but it’s not quite the same!

GET ME TO A KAROAKE BAR STAT!!