Last week..at last
I'm here don't worry.
Am trying to cast my mind back on a whole weeks events.
Wednesday 1st, Steven came for tea, it was very pleasant....i don't see him very often, we laughed like drains all night and ate like kings.
Thursday 2nd, Had my triple bloods doing (oh me!), on a plus note, all other bloods and BP fine, heard the babies heartbeat....it was SO loud, was v.excited!!! evening........Aporrait came up, can't remember what we did, Catherine Tate was on, i had a curry!!??!.........ooh my memory's shot!
Friday 3rd, called at the Mother's on the way home, gave her, her birthday gifts, stayed till 7pm chatting, she keeps telling me to lay off the cake...pah! what does she know!
Home to a waiting AP, i had a bath, he put sky sports on, i was so tired and past cooking, i had a pork pie, some crisps and an M&S bakewell tart and later suffered for not having my recommended 5 a day.
Early to bed, we are talking 10.15pm.....struth!
Saturday 4th, i was up early, stared into space a while, then gave myself a kick up the ass and got going with my jobs, put tint on hair, while it was processing, i stripped bed, sided washing, got quilt from boot and soon realised a service wash in Beeston means, just that..they hadn't fooking dried it, pegged it out. Made some chocolate muffins for Sunday, then showered and shot to Mothers at 12.15pm, as i arrived she was pulling out of her drive as i was late..........oops!
Made it to Lillibets with no minutes to spare for Marlo's 60th Birthday Girlie Lunch, Hayley, Rach, Auntie Gill and Ruth were already there.....very pleasant couple of hours spent, but boy did we eat.........felt uncomfortably full to the stage i could have spewed my ring up in the carpark.......who's idea was it to buy the £5.95 chocolate monster desserts?
Marlo loved all her presents, so that's all that matters.
Threw her out at home, then got back and brought quilt in from line, hung it over 4 chairs in front of fire and promptly fell asleep like some random pensioner.
Woke up, cats had jumped on drying quilt and made a den.......put back on bed, Andy phoned, the rugby had been cancelled and could i pick him up at home?
Fetched him at 6ish, G&D were fussing me in the kitchen, got to Drub club bonfire, it was alright, i'm getting a bit stalled of these family bashes when it's not even Xmas.....tee hee!
No truth is my leg was playing up, i think i have sciatica in my left leg, so i had to sit inside, hence me and Andy missed all the fireworks. Dean, Rach and Megan went into town, probably Regal...........me and Andy nipped home for beers, cake and crisps.
Then we went to Mum and Dad's with Ruth, Mark and Auntie Gill for Trivial Pursuits, Marlo won, but it was her birthday, by 11pm we were flagging, poor Andy had been working since 6.30am......overtime, bringing cash in for'bairn. He'd had 4 stellas and his eyes were shutting. Home James and straight to bed, well after i found a slug in the kitchen and lozzed it into the back garden, fed the cats, switched all the lights off ya di ya.......so by midnight we were both in post coital slumber.
Sunday 5th, i SO wanted a lie in, what did Andy do at 9am? he puts the cricket on without sound so as not to wake me, thing is i'd heard him go to the loo, put t.v on, pick up the remote, get a drink of water and have a full conversation with Meg.....so i was wide awake, meaning every time they changed frames it was like a fooking disco in me bedroom........(i'm so glad i have partner and a baby on the way as i was destined to die a grumpy old spinster).
Got up tutting, made coffees, Andy went to the Gym, i put the joint in, did more washing and nipped to tesco, before returning home, to peel 100 weight of winter veg.
I hadn't even sat down, when the parents arrived at 4ish, the dinner was okay, not as nice as when Ruth and Mark came, we were all stuffed and sat round in contented silence watching Willy Wonka's chocolate factory, they left at 8.30pm, it took forever to wash up and side away, me and AP were pooped, i had headache (again), made Mondays salad and fell into bed before 11pm.
Monday 6th, after a horrid nights sleep, still with headache, txt Leigh saying i wouldn't be in.
Eventually got comfy, might need to have my leg off like Heather Mills...not!
And slept till late morning...........heaven, AP txt, told him i was off... bless him, he was saying, "love you, take it easy, put your feet up and watch t.v."
Had quite a nice day actually, you know preparing for my maternity leave..........ate salad, took 2 binliners of books to oxfam, called in petshop for nuts and seeds and found a tenner......reight do!
Called in Tesco's and spent it on cake, tee hee!
Home, ate cake, spent 1 hr putting up babies drawers.
Read mags, watched drek on t.v..played with cats and had a lovely evening pottering about, wasn't well later in the evening (probably serve me right) but baby doesn't seem to like certain foods.
Bed at midnight, feeling rough as old boots.
Tuesday 7th, took a 2nd sabatical, felt rotten all day, was worried i would be fired, still....up at 11am, chose some wallpaper for the nursery from Almyrads, then went to Batley Mill village and bought my 1st Christmas present which i want to keep for myself...i might do actually! Hahhhaa!
Home, had a sandwich, bathed, napped, read mags, filled bird feeders.........people say you'd be bored at home.......well i fooking love it, so stick that in your pipe and smoke it!
Watched t.v till Andy came up at night, he'd made a rick at work and was upset he'd be in trouble today, so maudled him all night....ooh he's a worrier, not like me who was convinced i was sacked today after having my 4th day off sick while pregnant!
So we were both quite glum for the evening, watched too fat to walk, what a winer that Hayley is?
Bed early and back to it today.....washed 100 mugs, returned to 176 emails and David is fine, i think he expects i will be off now and again, if he starts... i'll just start talking about vaginas, amniotic sacs, discharge, leeking nipples and stuff till he clams up!
Am trying to cast my mind back on a whole weeks events.
Wednesday 1st, Steven came for tea, it was very pleasant....i don't see him very often, we laughed like drains all night and ate like kings.
Thursday 2nd, Had my triple bloods doing (oh me!), on a plus note, all other bloods and BP fine, heard the babies heartbeat....it was SO loud, was v.excited!!! evening........Aporrait came up, can't remember what we did, Catherine Tate was on, i had a curry!!??!.........ooh my memory's shot!
Friday 3rd, called at the Mother's on the way home, gave her, her birthday gifts, stayed till 7pm chatting, she keeps telling me to lay off the cake...pah! what does she know!
Home to a waiting AP, i had a bath, he put sky sports on, i was so tired and past cooking, i had a pork pie, some crisps and an M&S bakewell tart and later suffered for not having my recommended 5 a day.
Early to bed, we are talking 10.15pm.....struth!
Saturday 4th, i was up early, stared into space a while, then gave myself a kick up the ass and got going with my jobs, put tint on hair, while it was processing, i stripped bed, sided washing, got quilt from boot and soon realised a service wash in Beeston means, just that..they hadn't fooking dried it, pegged it out. Made some chocolate muffins for Sunday, then showered and shot to Mothers at 12.15pm, as i arrived she was pulling out of her drive as i was late..........oops!
Made it to Lillibets with no minutes to spare for Marlo's 60th Birthday Girlie Lunch, Hayley, Rach, Auntie Gill and Ruth were already there.....very pleasant couple of hours spent, but boy did we eat.........felt uncomfortably full to the stage i could have spewed my ring up in the carpark.......who's idea was it to buy the £5.95 chocolate monster desserts?
Marlo loved all her presents, so that's all that matters.
Threw her out at home, then got back and brought quilt in from line, hung it over 4 chairs in front of fire and promptly fell asleep like some random pensioner.
Woke up, cats had jumped on drying quilt and made a den.......put back on bed, Andy phoned, the rugby had been cancelled and could i pick him up at home?
Fetched him at 6ish, G&D were fussing me in the kitchen, got to Drub club bonfire, it was alright, i'm getting a bit stalled of these family bashes when it's not even Xmas.....tee hee!
No truth is my leg was playing up, i think i have sciatica in my left leg, so i had to sit inside, hence me and Andy missed all the fireworks. Dean, Rach and Megan went into town, probably Regal...........me and Andy nipped home for beers, cake and crisps.
Then we went to Mum and Dad's with Ruth, Mark and Auntie Gill for Trivial Pursuits, Marlo won, but it was her birthday, by 11pm we were flagging, poor Andy had been working since 6.30am......overtime, bringing cash in for'bairn. He'd had 4 stellas and his eyes were shutting. Home James and straight to bed, well after i found a slug in the kitchen and lozzed it into the back garden, fed the cats, switched all the lights off ya di ya.......so by midnight we were both in post coital slumber.
Sunday 5th, i SO wanted a lie in, what did Andy do at 9am? he puts the cricket on without sound so as not to wake me, thing is i'd heard him go to the loo, put t.v on, pick up the remote, get a drink of water and have a full conversation with Meg.....so i was wide awake, meaning every time they changed frames it was like a fooking disco in me bedroom........(i'm so glad i have partner and a baby on the way as i was destined to die a grumpy old spinster).
Got up tutting, made coffees, Andy went to the Gym, i put the joint in, did more washing and nipped to tesco, before returning home, to peel 100 weight of winter veg.
I hadn't even sat down, when the parents arrived at 4ish, the dinner was okay, not as nice as when Ruth and Mark came, we were all stuffed and sat round in contented silence watching Willy Wonka's chocolate factory, they left at 8.30pm, it took forever to wash up and side away, me and AP were pooped, i had headache (again), made Mondays salad and fell into bed before 11pm.
Monday 6th, after a horrid nights sleep, still with headache, txt Leigh saying i wouldn't be in.
Eventually got comfy, might need to have my leg off like Heather Mills...not!
And slept till late morning...........heaven, AP txt, told him i was off... bless him, he was saying, "love you, take it easy, put your feet up and watch t.v."
Had quite a nice day actually, you know preparing for my maternity leave..........ate salad, took 2 binliners of books to oxfam, called in petshop for nuts and seeds and found a tenner......reight do!
Called in Tesco's and spent it on cake, tee hee!
Home, ate cake, spent 1 hr putting up babies drawers.
Read mags, watched drek on t.v..played with cats and had a lovely evening pottering about, wasn't well later in the evening (probably serve me right) but baby doesn't seem to like certain foods.
Bed at midnight, feeling rough as old boots.
Tuesday 7th, took a 2nd sabatical, felt rotten all day, was worried i would be fired, still....up at 11am, chose some wallpaper for the nursery from Almyrads, then went to Batley Mill village and bought my 1st Christmas present which i want to keep for myself...i might do actually! Hahhhaa!
Home, had a sandwich, bathed, napped, read mags, filled bird feeders.........people say you'd be bored at home.......well i fooking love it, so stick that in your pipe and smoke it!
Watched t.v till Andy came up at night, he'd made a rick at work and was upset he'd be in trouble today, so maudled him all night....ooh he's a worrier, not like me who was convinced i was sacked today after having my 4th day off sick while pregnant!
So we were both quite glum for the evening, watched too fat to walk, what a winer that Hayley is?
Bed early and back to it today.....washed 100 mugs, returned to 176 emails and David is fine, i think he expects i will be off now and again, if he starts... i'll just start talking about vaginas, amniotic sacs, discharge, leeking nipples and stuff till he clams up!
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