Xmas parties, wedding, pre festive cleaning.
Ooh so much has gone off, i'll pull out the highlights and things that were funny.
Well things i thought were funny.
Thursday 14th, i left you mid afternoon.........well nice Leigh at work let me depart the work place 1/2hr early, so home to sort cats and bathe.......at the beauty parlour for 6.30pm, to much "ooh my.. look at the size of you now!" from nice staff.
Waxed, tinted and home in the hour, set about faketanning, hair straightening, got all ready and into Leeds, planned to park in the train station and nip through...........not at £35 for 3hrs, abandoned car on road side and got to Dino's dead on 9pm.
Highlights of staff Xmas party.
Everyone was mullered bar me.
By the time we'd sat down and ordered, our Turkey main course arrived at 11pm.
Huggy was cracking onto a pretty girl way out of his league who told him to fuck off.
Some random Jew called Moggy Fellman came and gatecrashed, sat at the side of me, crushing my body space really getting on my nerves.
David was so drunk he told Paul to invite his brother, Paul ended up forking out for said Bro all night, lapdances included... costing him a mere £150 for a "free" night out.
David in his mullered state was ordering £45 bottles of champagne, he'd got a smiley red wine mouth too from all the vino.
The food was poor, i was tired, home for midnight, couldn't wind down as i'd be drinking caffeine fuelled coke all night and didn't get to sleep till 1.30am.............boo!
Friday 15th, the alarm went off at what seemed like 3am, spent most of the day stuck in the mad traffic caused by the 11 car pile up at Stourton, Elliott had pulled the previous evening and was stranded at the cedar court, David hadn't been home and came into work sporting last nights clothes.
The day dragged forever, nipped to Mum's on the way home to drop off knitting basket.
Slept for 2 hours on the sofa in my p.j's then had a lovely evening, reading , watching t.v, had poached eggs on toast, nice pudding and waited up till 11pm for Andy to call for a lift.
He didn't, so went to bed then got up again when he couldn't get his key in the door at midnight.
Conversation on his part, incoherent mumbling, all the while stroking my tummy to check on his Son??!! me "go to sleep you stink".
Him........ more rambling, laughing at his own jokes while being all maudley, which would have been romantic if he hadn't have been farting while trying to get me in a head lock to smell it.......struth!!!!
Finally he collapsed unconscious and started snoring around 1am.
Saturday 16th, up around 10am, i hade hot drinks, then left poorly boy suffering while i went to the petrol station, cheapside for border adhesive and the baths for a 45 minute brisk swim, home and he hadn't shifted, he got up, threw up, then off to play rugby looking decidedly queasy.
I had a hectic day, gift wrapping,3 loads of washing, put border up, full breakfast, Ruth called for colanders, i then stuck some false nails on, straighten my hair, more fake tan to apply, Andy asleep on the sofa, woke him to go to his families family party at 6.30pm.
Had a nice evening all his folks are really nice, lots of fussing of baby bump, stacks of Xmas cards, nice buffet supper.......Mmm Gill is a v.good cook i'll giver her that!
Party games, we won cookies and minstrels, home for 10pm and bed at 11pm as howge day the next day and we were both very tired.
Sunday 17th, AP couldn't sleep so put the cricket on at 6am, i was furious but fell back asleep, it was still on at 8am, he was snoozing away with remote control in his hand........wtf?, come 9am, i was tired and grumpy.......the cat had been sick, Grant txt and the alarm was ringing and i was really cross!!!
10am, Andy had been for bacon, cleaned the cats sick up, i was having a bubble bath and calm was restored.
11am, we were both fed, ready in our best Sunday attire, collected Katy and Grant and were on our way to Oakwood house in Bingley for Carl and Nicola's wedding.
Highlights.
Woz and Deano were equally the drunkest men there.
KF sulked all day as she had dodgy guts (caused by excess beer and dirty curry Saturday night), all the other girls didn't include her, she didn't want to come in the 1st place....the list was endless.
The meal was out of this world, the ceremony was just right, it was nice to see everyone, nice to dress up, Nicola looked gorgeous, baby bump was filmed and snapped plenty.
John's speech was the best best man's speech I've ever heard.
The night time revellers arrived at 7.30pm, the place wasn't big enough, it was rammed, there weren't enough chairs, the bar was heaving and the whole venue was stuffy and smokey........ the daytime people were either, pissed, on their way or asleep.
Marshy was so ill he went home before the wedding breakfast, Debbie was livid.
Warren patted the bump and said "hadn't Andy done well" 100 times.
Chatted to Gill and Dave for hours at night as i was the only coherent person there.
By 11pm, i was tired, Andy had drunk enough, Grant had work the next morning, Deano was dribbling and struggling to stand, but KATY wanted to stay and get mullered as she'd just started on the pop 7 hours after everyone else, the tears started.... for fooks sake, she made a right fuss, then proceeded to sing to Fairytale of new York all the way home, then reckoned to be asleep while touching Deano's cock who was sat in-between her and her boyfriend, i can't get my breath and am SO glad I'm me.
Bedforshire after Andy made and burnt me some toast and i'd washed the panstick off my face and thrown all wedding attire stinking of dirty fags in the washer, fell into the deepest slumber ever at around 1am :o)
Monday 18th.
8am, sleepy nookie, txt in sick, fed cats, Dean txt about Xmas trees!!?? smiled and curled back up asleep until 11.30am..............reight do!!!
Busy day, we went to Lillibets for lunch, Toys Rus for Winnie the Pooh uplighter and cot mobile, cheapside for filler, Tesco's for supplies (the cupboard was bare). Homeward bound.
Lady jobs................ ironing curtains, stripping and washing bedding, vaccing and dusting whole house, sorting all baby gear out for nursery, unpacking shopping.
Man jobs..............putting up curtain pole and uplighter, changing light bulbs, then lying on sofa watching darts.
The whole "sick" day passed in a domestic blur (you can tell his parents are coming for tea on thursday). Last night i was squeeky clean, as was the house, had a ham sarnie, some crisps and ice-cream. Read a while, watched Sunday's Lost, happy as a pig in shit, slept like a baby in clean bedding.
Tuesday 19th, awake after horrid dream baby had died :o( glad to be at my desk, have posted all Xmas pressies of people i won't see, took curtains back to Argos as we've decided on Pooh ones (after all that). Have blogged, caught up with mates, getting Chinky with Sis tonight, 1 week to Chrimbo..lots of happy events pending.
Will blog later in the week as i've nothing to do after all.........eeh! Xmas wind down!!!
Well things i thought were funny.
Thursday 14th, i left you mid afternoon.........well nice Leigh at work let me depart the work place 1/2hr early, so home to sort cats and bathe.......at the beauty parlour for 6.30pm, to much "ooh my.. look at the size of you now!" from nice staff.
Waxed, tinted and home in the hour, set about faketanning, hair straightening, got all ready and into Leeds, planned to park in the train station and nip through...........not at £35 for 3hrs, abandoned car on road side and got to Dino's dead on 9pm.
Highlights of staff Xmas party.
Everyone was mullered bar me.
By the time we'd sat down and ordered, our Turkey main course arrived at 11pm.
Huggy was cracking onto a pretty girl way out of his league who told him to fuck off.
Some random Jew called Moggy Fellman came and gatecrashed, sat at the side of me, crushing my body space really getting on my nerves.
David was so drunk he told Paul to invite his brother, Paul ended up forking out for said Bro all night, lapdances included... costing him a mere £150 for a "free" night out.
David in his mullered state was ordering £45 bottles of champagne, he'd got a smiley red wine mouth too from all the vino.
The food was poor, i was tired, home for midnight, couldn't wind down as i'd be drinking caffeine fuelled coke all night and didn't get to sleep till 1.30am.............boo!
Friday 15th, the alarm went off at what seemed like 3am, spent most of the day stuck in the mad traffic caused by the 11 car pile up at Stourton, Elliott had pulled the previous evening and was stranded at the cedar court, David hadn't been home and came into work sporting last nights clothes.
The day dragged forever, nipped to Mum's on the way home to drop off knitting basket.
Slept for 2 hours on the sofa in my p.j's then had a lovely evening, reading , watching t.v, had poached eggs on toast, nice pudding and waited up till 11pm for Andy to call for a lift.
He didn't, so went to bed then got up again when he couldn't get his key in the door at midnight.
Conversation on his part, incoherent mumbling, all the while stroking my tummy to check on his Son??!! me "go to sleep you stink".
Him........ more rambling, laughing at his own jokes while being all maudley, which would have been romantic if he hadn't have been farting while trying to get me in a head lock to smell it.......struth!!!!
Finally he collapsed unconscious and started snoring around 1am.
Saturday 16th, up around 10am, i hade hot drinks, then left poorly boy suffering while i went to the petrol station, cheapside for border adhesive and the baths for a 45 minute brisk swim, home and he hadn't shifted, he got up, threw up, then off to play rugby looking decidedly queasy.
I had a hectic day, gift wrapping,3 loads of washing, put border up, full breakfast, Ruth called for colanders, i then stuck some false nails on, straighten my hair, more fake tan to apply, Andy asleep on the sofa, woke him to go to his families family party at 6.30pm.
Had a nice evening all his folks are really nice, lots of fussing of baby bump, stacks of Xmas cards, nice buffet supper.......Mmm Gill is a v.good cook i'll giver her that!
Party games, we won cookies and minstrels, home for 10pm and bed at 11pm as howge day the next day and we were both very tired.
Sunday 17th, AP couldn't sleep so put the cricket on at 6am, i was furious but fell back asleep, it was still on at 8am, he was snoozing away with remote control in his hand........wtf?, come 9am, i was tired and grumpy.......the cat had been sick, Grant txt and the alarm was ringing and i was really cross!!!
10am, Andy had been for bacon, cleaned the cats sick up, i was having a bubble bath and calm was restored.
11am, we were both fed, ready in our best Sunday attire, collected Katy and Grant and were on our way to Oakwood house in Bingley for Carl and Nicola's wedding.
Highlights.
Woz and Deano were equally the drunkest men there.
KF sulked all day as she had dodgy guts (caused by excess beer and dirty curry Saturday night), all the other girls didn't include her, she didn't want to come in the 1st place....the list was endless.
The meal was out of this world, the ceremony was just right, it was nice to see everyone, nice to dress up, Nicola looked gorgeous, baby bump was filmed and snapped plenty.
John's speech was the best best man's speech I've ever heard.
The night time revellers arrived at 7.30pm, the place wasn't big enough, it was rammed, there weren't enough chairs, the bar was heaving and the whole venue was stuffy and smokey........ the daytime people were either, pissed, on their way or asleep.
Marshy was so ill he went home before the wedding breakfast, Debbie was livid.
Warren patted the bump and said "hadn't Andy done well" 100 times.
Chatted to Gill and Dave for hours at night as i was the only coherent person there.
By 11pm, i was tired, Andy had drunk enough, Grant had work the next morning, Deano was dribbling and struggling to stand, but KATY wanted to stay and get mullered as she'd just started on the pop 7 hours after everyone else, the tears started.... for fooks sake, she made a right fuss, then proceeded to sing to Fairytale of new York all the way home, then reckoned to be asleep while touching Deano's cock who was sat in-between her and her boyfriend, i can't get my breath and am SO glad I'm me.
Bedforshire after Andy made and burnt me some toast and i'd washed the panstick off my face and thrown all wedding attire stinking of dirty fags in the washer, fell into the deepest slumber ever at around 1am :o)
Monday 18th.
8am, sleepy nookie, txt in sick, fed cats, Dean txt about Xmas trees!!?? smiled and curled back up asleep until 11.30am..............reight do!!!
Busy day, we went to Lillibets for lunch, Toys Rus for Winnie the Pooh uplighter and cot mobile, cheapside for filler, Tesco's for supplies (the cupboard was bare). Homeward bound.
Lady jobs................ ironing curtains, stripping and washing bedding, vaccing and dusting whole house, sorting all baby gear out for nursery, unpacking shopping.
Man jobs..............putting up curtain pole and uplighter, changing light bulbs, then lying on sofa watching darts.
The whole "sick" day passed in a domestic blur (you can tell his parents are coming for tea on thursday). Last night i was squeeky clean, as was the house, had a ham sarnie, some crisps and ice-cream. Read a while, watched Sunday's Lost, happy as a pig in shit, slept like a baby in clean bedding.
Tuesday 19th, awake after horrid dream baby had died :o( glad to be at my desk, have posted all Xmas pressies of people i won't see, took curtains back to Argos as we've decided on Pooh ones (after all that). Have blogged, caught up with mates, getting Chinky with Sis tonight, 1 week to Chrimbo..lots of happy events pending.
Will blog later in the week as i've nothing to do after all.........eeh! Xmas wind down!!!
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