Don't abandon us Karen

Karen, you have to carrying on blogging when you're at home. Get yourself to the library or even better get yourself a computer and get blogging at home - it will while away those precious minutes between feeding and wiping baby's shitty backside.

You can't abandon the blog!!

It's a long one, but it may well be my last.

Busy.

Traumas and stuff going off everyday, they say a change is as good as a rest, but i quite like nowtness, t.v watching and serenity.

Grr!

Monday 19th

Dragged myself to work as it was payday.........Andy at home poorly!!?! i cheekily duped Dave into paying me holidays I'd accrued this year, of course I'm not off sick 2 days a week and constantly absent from my desk.
He didn't seem to mind, reight do, it's better in my pocket than works.
Uneventful day at the office, end of play i had to fetch Paul from Alba tyres he'd taken the Golf in for an MOT, 3 different young mechanics came to ask if i was being seen to............erm No I'm just collecting someone, said far too cockily as Jo the owner pointed out my flat as a pancake Front passenger side tyre with a huge fooking screw in it.....Doh!

He pumped it up, i returned home to housewife Andy who'd done the list of jobs left for him, like only a man could, sparkling bath on the inside, edges still grimy as I'd not told him to move shampoo bottles etc........tee hee!
Nice evening, roast chicken, cut Andy's hair and we watched that Catherine Tate thing which made me cry, asleep at 11pm.


Tuesday 20th

Woke with a throbbing tooth....oh me! 1st job of the day was to get tyre fixed, sat in Alba till 10am, txt Suggy, he rang me and wanted me to go in Weds......in case it kept me awake, told him Friday would be better as needed in the office Weds and Andy could go with me Friday.

The day just went down hill from there, back to work, while out on errands, thought I'd park up on double yellows and pay my wage in, got moved on by spawn of the devil traffic warden and in my haste promptly reversed into a lamppost, no damage to car but really cracked my head..............ouch!
Found a space in multi-storey, awaiting the lift, some smack head was jeering " by eck, it looks like some one's fit to drop".......raced and paid wage in, not feeling at all guilty about extra holiday pay.
Back in lift past druggie "are you having twins?".

Once back at my desk, treat unborn child to 2 paracetamol for toothache/headache.
Felt better by t.time, got home to steaming pile of diarrhoea one of the cats had left on the new rug in the kitchen, Andy was in the shower oblivious......didn't rollock him as he'd had a bad day and was moggy as fook....really bad :o(

Spuggy txt to see if i wanted to play out, but Steven was coming for his tea......quickly consoled Andy and nipped in the bath, made a feast for the boys and me....chilli, rice, tex mex starters, soup....Andy managed to "slide" down a vanilla (his words) before John picked him up for the rugby.
Steven and i acted the goat till 9pm, cut his hair also......he left, Andy returned early as Cleck were being thrashed. Still moggy, read the papers and bed for Shameless.

Wednesday 21st

Had a rubbish nights sleep......5 hours tops! Andy was fretting and tossing and turning, every time he woke me up, i needed to wee........it was rubbish!!, work was fine, only moi & David in....our travelling salesmen returned late on, my legs had gone to sleep, by mid afternoon i was fading fast, yawning, couldn't get comfy, David let me leave 1/2hr early which was better than nowt...had a poor night, AP was too sleepy to go to the gym, so we had tea and retired to bed very early, both desperate for shut-eye.
I even sky plussed DHW's as was too sleepy to stay awake till 10pm.
On the plus side, he'd cheered up and so had i once i was under the duvet.......funny that!

Thursday 22nd

Awoke briefly at 6.30am to see him off, then fell back into a happy slumber, alarm going off at 10am........I'd only been in bed 13 1/2hrs....that's not much! oops. At the midwife for 10.30am, she couldn't tell whether the baby was still breech or not, but they'll check at the antenatal in 2 weeks, otherwise everything fine, saw Gill and chatted for 5 Mins, they're back from Cyprus and have had a lovely time, she still hinted about her retiring, I'm guessing she wants to look after baby and is hinting i go back to work.............Mwahhhh!

Back to work with an hour to kill till lunchtime, did some hoisting of samples, Dunlop golf balls, picnic rugs, camping chairs, holdalls, all things i need really badly.
Went to Readies at lunch for more shite i didn't need (but i have a 10% off voucher), baking trays, slippers, facecloths, Winnie the pooh, new top....where will it all end?
Quite sleepy in the afternoon after jocker lunch!! made it right through till 5pm.
Thursday evening i arrived home full of the joys of Spring as after all, things are quite good at the mo.......fooking marvellous to be truthful!
It was weekend eve and i had the Friday off for the dentist, decided to treat him to tea.......somewhere cheap like Spooners, but never the less it was out, i would save me cooking and him washing up and there was bound to be people we knew we could chat to!

Oh me, what i did not expect to find was a sad as can be boyfriend laying on the couch un-showered and at the end of his tether job wise and threatening to chuck in the towel, after lengthy chats, tearful hugs, a quick tot up of our outgoing expenditure.......he THEN tells me what he has in the bank, told him in no uncertain terms to give his notice Monday a.m..........the boy is a secret millionaire.
Both washed and changed and stuffing our faces with steak, panini, chips etc in OB's by 7.30pm, decided he needed beer, he only managed one pint of Fosters, was still panicking about future career, what they'll say at work, was he doing the right thing...............eek something tells me we're in for a long weekend!!!?!
Home after a brief chat with Spug and Jenna.....Bonkers, Benidorm and a fit less nights sleep, him fretting and me writhing round in agony with toothache.

Friday 23rd

Up at 10am, took more aspirin.......Andy drove to my private dentist in Wilmslow, arrived bang on time, the upshot was.......Chris can't redo the root canal as he doesn't have the equipment, i can A. pay his mate £350, B. Chris can pull it after the baby arrives or sooner if the Amoxicillin he's given me don't work. Oh me!
Off to a nice cosy pub in Styal for lunch, i paid as Chris is a superstar and Andy doesn't carry cash like the queen, make no wonder he spends nowt.
Home for 3ish, i fell into bed....to sleep off the pain, Andy went off to see mates who might have a bit of work going and his Dad's to pick his parents brains as to what to do, also to tell him Mother we had a home visit booked for next week from health visitor who wasn't her..........(she was absolutely outraged as none of her colleagues are good enough to go near her Grandchild), i was absolutely outraged that they come and check where you live, the nosy fuckers...........what are they going to do, say your home isn't fit when you're due in 6 weeks? immediately set Meg on with a duster just in case.

Tescos' saw G&D, who invited us to Sunday dinner.....reight do, went to Morrison's to see what bogof's they had.......saw Jenna and Hemmy buying chilli ingredients.
We didn't need much, still it's always handy to have 2 nearby supermarkets instead of a social life.......tee hee!
Home, unpacked, bathed, him....fish butty and Rugby on Sky in the bedroom, moi....soup, Lost and DHW's in the lounge, both of us Charlotte church and bed in the adverts..........emotionally drained!!

Saturday 24th

Toothache still there, took Penicillin, Aspirin and iron tablets for breakfast and rattled all the way to the swimming baths at 20 past fooking 9 (how early), he was off looking for part time labouring jobs and getting his CV up to date........(put your feet up for the summer, who needs to work?). Home, bath, washing, breakfasts and dropped him at Whitcliffe at 1.30pm for the rugby...once i'd done all the laundry had an hours snooze, up just in time to get ready and fetch RMS at 4.30pm prompt for our OAP......fish supper.
Stayed 1/2hr and chatted to Judy............then we sped to the Mermaid and ate like Kings..........Mmm it was well nice and deffo on a par with Harry Ramsden's.
We sat in the spazzy corner near the disabled entrance, i know I'm like a Telly Tubby but pleeease i can still fit through normal sized doors.

Called at the club on the way home, ended up plonked there till after 9pm, Andy was well on his way.....oh dear! Sat with Nicola (Carl was telling me not to give his wife any ideas babywise...hee hee), Deano, Katy F..briefly, then Gill and Dave came and plonked, Andy went back to the lads and me and Matt chatted to his folks till late on, then dropped them at the Chinese as they hadn't had their tea.
Said bye to Andy leaving him to believe i'd gone home, he was wasted and "out wi lads", moi and Matt plonked with the wags in Spoons.......all the rugby boys followed on after, after 1hr, rescued AP from the liquor and Matt W, who wanted his old comrade back to gan up to the regal and pull some birds......grrr!
We dropped Matt and his folks, drove home very carefully so he didn't spew in the car.

Home, he was unconscious in 2 mins flat, not seen him that drunk in years, i read till midnight and was sparko soon after.

Sunday 25th

Up at 8.20am........WTF, left him to sleep, i pottered.......coffees, filled bird feeders, watered plants, read the Spen Guardian, he surfaced at 10ish and we went walking round Crow's nest park, (blow the cobwebs off), more in depth job chats... :o(

Ruth and mark not home, so called at the Mother's.......chatted to M&J, Jim has some work for Andy, so he felt a bit lighter when we got back home.
I spent a good 2 hours pampering, while he kipped off his hangover.......off to the in-laws for Sunday lunch, very pleasant.
3 courses made me very sleepy, nice chats, they're good decent people.
They said they'd support no.1 son in whatever he decided to do, he was still fretting, he's a worrier.......poor boy.
Home for 7pm, watched a DVD, then up to bed after we'd compiled his notice on paper.

Horrid nights sleep, him tossing and turning, like he was doing a parachute jump the next day and my with my fooking toothache...........looks like I'm schlecking back to Wilmslow this week for it yanking out :o( Boo!

What a week, so the upshot is, i have 4 days left to work and so does Andy!!!?
Still better to have him a happy bunny at home, than his job grinding him down so much, he comes in on a t.time and starts knocking me around.

But more importantly if i leave on Friday! What will become of the blog?

The last 7 days

I'm embarrassed to blog my poor news, I've turned into a house bound, lazy recluse styleee lard arse!
Which is always good...........i find!

Here it is anyway:

Monday 12th

Andy went to the gym with his brother, i should imagine i did something wild like, had a bath, fed cats and put the tea on.....bed at 9pm for Trial and Retribution.

Tuesday 13th

Came to work, waddled home for 6pm, bath, tea on, cats in, Matt phoned, bed at 9pm.......there's a pattern forming.

Wednesday 14th

Exchanged gifts and cards with AP....awww! worked, had bundles of energy and could feel a spending spree/nesting session coming on.
David needed me to do some shopping for him, so basically shopped all morning.........nipping in shops and getting bits for me on the way, a few bits from baby gap, nice M&S grub, then stormed round TKmaxx in my lunch hour and re-did the whole kitchen colour scheme... purchasing, teal draining rack, enamel pans, mugs, storage canisters, vase, rugs, utensils, tea towels...........you get the gist?
Treat myself to matching teal kettle/toaster combo from Next and left work early for the "drs" with my new purchases.. needed to get then installed and bleach entire kitchen before doing so.

Andy came home mid blitz, scratching his head, declaring me insane and giving me £80 towards......yippee!

Off he went running leaving me to cook his steak as it was Valentine's day.......who's pregnant?

So by the time i'd finished in the scullery, vacced living room, done 3 wash loads and made tea and tomorrows packup......my back was crippled with pain, couldn't get off the sofa.....hands and feet had swollen up like the elephant man...........but look at my nice new clean kitchen!!!

Crept up to bed on my hands and knees, Happy Valentine's!!

Thursday 15th

Could i move, could i buggery?...txt Leigh, then slept till 11am..........didn't strike a bat all day, fetched milk and paper, watched Lost on Sky +........admired new belongings in kitchen and spent the whole day on go slow......seriously, i even went into the nursery to check on 76 babygros and sat in rocking chair for 1/2 just pondering....insane or what?!

One very sad AP came home at 5.30pm he'd had all his overtime taken off in tax, it literally wasn't worth him working Friday and Saturday and he'd already agreed to do extra the 2 days after as well, before he'd opened his wage-slip.........poor boy!
There was no consoling him, he was moggy all night........tea, t.v, the usual and Bedfordshire at 10pm, i read through Bonkers....isn't it shite?

Friday 16th

Worked until 3.30pm, was so tired and achy...ooh it wa awful.......went home early, nearly in tears, he was asleep on the couch, woke him to moan, had a bath and a sleep then when we'd both cheered up, nipped to tesco's.....didn't need very much, so marched him round.. in and out in 1/2 hr..........look at us go.
Made fish for tea and made plans to go to the seaside on Sunday, saving me making a roast and utilising last dregs of company fuel before i break up.

Bed quite early, seriously I'm worried about the pair of us, all we do is sit around watching the box, noshing and sleeping and we're really happy doing it, i think we're just catching up on our sleep before the next few years of broken nights kip........tee hee!

Anyhew we were just nodding off, when that young scally and his mates at No 1, were being a bit vocal.......but, he's a teenager, it was only 11.20pm, there was no music/party involved, just a bit of rowdiness......next thing mad Maxine is hammering on their door, screaming like a banshee "i'll call the bloody police, you set of Morans".....she was making more noise than all them put together, she's a fooking lunatic.
Me and Andy laughed, peeked through the curtains and went to sleep anyway leaving them fratching like the cast of Shameless!

Saturday 17th

As Andy was at work, i tend to nod back off when he leaves at 6.30am, missed length swimming by the time i woke properly, so was pottering round in my jama's when he returned at 11am. Had a very dull day, once i'd dropped him at the rugby...........looked at Radley bags in the mill village, then Batley Tesco's for a joint (change of plan about our Sunday jaunt to Brid, i was being a lazy arse about the 4 hr round trip and moaning about the weather.. just at the same time, John phoned with free tickets for the Huddersfield/Hull rugby....perfect), couldn't decide on what meat to buy, settled for a leg of lamb, a chicken and a nice piece of brisket.....bought lots of bags of sweets also for "Hot Fuzz" at the flicks that night.

Nipped in the parents bungalow homeward, Dad was nattering for us to go to Stuart's retirement do that night.......No we have plans, didn't stay long........wanted to get home to warm serene ambiance, friendly felines and maybe an hours kip before the pictures if truth be told.
Had a bath, then Andy phoned wanting a lift straight away.......moggy again after their thrashing again at rugby......oops!
Had a healthy tea, sushi, jacket spud and cottage cheese..........then, he's smirking saying "don't you fancy going to the party tonight and the flicks next week?" had to sit on him, to find out how on earth he knew about Stuart's retirement..........(believe you me, he soon succumbed), turned out mad Father had phoned his mobile behind my back........WTF?

Anyhow we had a vote, the party won, so we watched sky sports........left at 8pm, and sat in the Drub working men's smokey club for 2 1/2hrs.......it wa'alright, Dad was buying rounds as fast as lightening (there's only so many cans of tango one can consume in an evening), My brothers were getting merry, heckling the speeches and even singing karaoke..........taxi! lucky for moi...Stella boy at the side of me had had a long day, so we were both home and in bed for 11pm.....heaven :o)
we were going to go t'regal and for a sloppies but changed our mind at the very last minute.

Sunday 18th

Up at 9.20am (call that a lie-in?) he persuaded me to go for a walk before breakfast, WTF? so there we are shlecking round Oakwell hall sporting our bed hair, moi in tracksuit and Clarkes sensible shoes, did feel SO much better for it.........he was right......grrr!
Home for 11am, made full mashing English breakfast with steaming mugs of tea in p,j's.........we were both asleep on the sofa's by 1pm............oops!
Off he toddled to rugby at 2pm, i dragged myself up to the boudoir and tinted my hair, then put the dinner on..........wifey wife!

Read the Sunday papers, had a shower, another load of washing all on go slow you understand!
We ate at 7pm, he washed up, more Sky sports........bed at 9pm, asleep for 11pm.....snug as a bug in a rug.

Monday Monday again today, AP is off , he decided to tell me why in -depth at 6.30am today, then 7am, he phoned his work....chat chat chat, 8.20am, he's jabbering away again..........i SO need my sleep, still..he's cleaning the bathroom, putting the curtain rail up properly, a few other man jobs and sorting the chicken out for tea.....he's not a bad egg.

As boys go......but girls are far better, when our daughter arrives, he and Luther will be out numbered 2-1.

Teehee!

Much better

This weekend i have been more interesting, I'm not saying wild like the olden days, just a tad more substance to the activities i have partaken in................i think!

Tuesday 6th

I left you after my last bleating last Tuesday, got home and AP was ligged on sofa saying i had mail from the hospital........boo! had been called for a glucose tolerance test on Thursda, he called his Mum to ask her why! (me thinks this calls for another day off work), an evening of nowtness and up to bed for Shameless!

Wednesday 7th

Can't remember what the fook happened, must have been good.....bought some bedding plants to re-pot all window boxes and tubs (as you do in Feb when snow is on the horizon), Andy went running at night to Dewsbury Moor (what a mental), he came back dripping with sweat.......steak and salad for tea, bed for DHW's.

Thursday 8th

Was up early doors, Mum had said she'd come to the hospital with me to relieve the boredom, collected her and we drove to DDH, parked up and made our way to Foetal assessment, I knew the secretary from 10 years ago, she's married to Spig from the Fountain days and their little boy Thomas is now nearly 11.......cripes, she was chatting away asking how i was and saying they'd lost my notes..........great!
Sat on the bed for 10 mins or so, Janet midwife hadn't filled in my hand held notes properly so they didn't even know if i'd had my full bloods taken on my last visit and they wouldn't take my word for it..............more sitting about, tic tic...
Eventually took a phial of blood, made me drink some sugary concoction, then sit in the waiting room for 2hrs, without walking around using up energy that would burn off any glucose.

More blood (from the same vein, the brutes), off home for 12, had lunch at Marlo's... was fooking famished after my 15hr fast..then home for 1ish....decided to put in the plants anyway, brought all tubs in the kitchen and spent a happy hour elbow deep in potting compost......it was fooking everywhere, but they look lovely and i was very pleased with my handy work.
Bath, p.j's and watched that documentary on 12 yr olds looking after Mum and Dad (who were blind), that i'd sky+'d, v.sad made me feel nice and moggy, had an hours kip then went to the hairdressers..........snow coming down thick and fast by now.
Home for 6ish, Andy was out the shower and too tired to go to the supermarket.......yippee, p.j's back on, tea, pottering and bed for Bonkers and Benidorm, have sacked off Skins........down to it being shit!

Friday 9th

Andy was off to do his overtime at 6.30am (poor boy, mind you he could say no), i had an okay day at work, not long now till I'm outta here..............yeah!
Home to napping boy on the couch, more snow......loads of it, Ggrrreat.....flew to Tesco's. Shopping is the new going out...i have decided!!, bumped into loads of randoms for a catch up and am considering writing to Mr.Tesco and requesting a kettle on the coffee aisle for such occasions, home 1 1/2hrs later down to said chats with Caroline, Katie, a couple of Andy's workmates, Fielding, Karen Lamb from School, Michelle and uncle Tom Cobley and all.

Unpacked, after a scary emergency stop..........car didn't want to stop as i was pulling into our drive, i bathed while AP went to the fish shop..........Sooo healthy, then early to bed as he'd more overtime Saturday and I'm always up to doing some sleeping especially if it's for moral support.......tee hee!

Saturday 10th

Woke up smiling, had already given myself a freedom pass from swimming due to the snow blizzards, pulled the curtains around 10am and all the snow had GONE, washed away with the rain, boo! put fire/heating on downstairs, snook back under quilt with coffee and mag and hatched plan B, when Andy got back at 11am, decided to treat him to lunch, he took some persuading as the rugby was cancelled (he clearly intended lying horizontal in front of Sky Sports for the duration of the day), once showered he came round to the idea, so off we toddled to the Gray Ox for door wedge sarnies (prawn and crayfish for Moi, Sausage, mustard and onion for the boy) and chunky chips...........Mmmm, 1 pint of Fosters and a diet coke for the lady...£18.95 (it got me out of swimming).Dropped him at the club and i sped home to lady chores, cooking, baking, washing, ironing etc (after i'd retrieved my wheelie bin from the thieving cunts at No 1)........tumble dried my last load before fetching Sarah at 7.15pm, had a lovely evening with the girls, Ruth turned up in the end but Jo didn't.......Aldo's was a bit of a let down, my 3 starters were nice, but the pizza was shite.......Pino's an arrogant ignoramus and we really must break free and try the Greek next door, when we're strong enough!

We left a poor tip, to match the food, waved bye to Guy and Maria, then plonked in Spoons from 9.30-10.30pm, it was teeming with the club wags and cricket boys, brief chats all round, 2 x J20's, then i gave lifts to Sarah and Hayley, leaving Ruth, Spug, Beth and Tina with a thirsty Katy who'd just arrived.
Home not too late, (it'd been a long day)!!! crept in, fed cats, turned lights off, threw fag soiled clothes in linen bin, and stared agog at Sparko boyfriend, completely zonked out, all lights/t.v on, covered in crumbs from his late night snack............bless, he's SO rubbish at drinking these days.
I read till midnight and he still hadn't stirred!!??!

Sunday 11th

Couldn't face poorly boy and his re hydration sachets... so off to swim, it was fooking rammed, 100 rug rats and weekend Dad's (at least), did 45 mins of widths, home to check on the joint (leg of lamb, not reefer), bath, p.j's, fruit and cereal, then John and Claire called...........yippee, visitors! bit of footie on the t.v, coffees and chats, they departed...i cooked a chicken casserole to freeze and did the Sunday veg, then after the rugby had finished at 4.30pm, we went parent visiting: G&D's, they were also watching Sky sports, grilling Andy on his private pension top ups, chatting about their pending holiday to Cyprus on Wednesday and asking about ours/babies well being.

Next M&J's they were eating stew, watching Songs of praise, telling us about Marlene's line dancing weekend in Blackpool just gone, grilling Andy on the cancelled rugby, the cricket at 4am that day.......blah blah, gave Jim his hoisted tool box and birthday card and a box of stock for the church fayre and flew home for 6.30pm.
Not bad going even if i say so myself!!!

Put the Yorkshires in, made today's pack up, Sunday papers, grounded Maisie as she'd attacked a pigeon on Sat (Andy was gutted he missed it, but was chortling plenty when she came in the house with feathers in her whiskers). Ate our roast, the lamb was out of this world, it had been roasting for 7hrs though.............homemade chocolate cake, then sat round in a happy slumber, up to bed early.......i read, he watched something with Jeremy Clarkson in......all the while laughing like a hyena, followed by the Foyles War...WTF!?? i napped all the way through it, and still slept from 11pm-8.20am today with 3 wee breaks.

Well it's been a busy one.........i'm 31 weeks gone tomorrow, not as young as i used to be, anaemic and i could have gestational diabetes......for all you know!

Oooh but funniest thing in the world, Bugsy Bev who used to live at No.1 has somehow got wind i'm pregnant and accosted Spug, telling her to pass the message on "tell her to pay Alan the £140 eviction fee herself and she'll get a council house, just like that....once she's had the kid, that's what i did and you can buy them in 5 years"...........Jesus fucking Christ what a BOCKER!!!

Anaemia, water retention, colostrum and cystitis

Hypochondriac's get in line!!!

Our unborn child is now a right little bruiser, it can be seen kung fu fighting from the outside, with out having to place your hand there to feel it, if I'm reading the daily Star for example, the paper actually moves if it's resting on my tummy, while the child is either:
1. Small dancing
2. Dancing with one shoulder in the air like it's father.

Lack of blog is due to being absent from work, so I've a few days news (if you can call it that).........let me cast my mind back.

Monday 29th

Came to work, the rest is a pregnancy memory blackout.

Tuesday 30th

Ditto

Wednesday 31st

Bought a chain for the bath plug as i can't touch my toes anymore, it was the highlight of the day and i harped on about it all night, posted Ethan and Freya's bday cards and presents, also went to get my waxing done, opted for Nicola's for the sole reason there are no stairs to climb...my lash tint didn't take (she didn't leave it on long enough, because her tea was ready).
She's SO shit, home for 6.30pm, tea....washer on....another evening in front of the fire, early to bed to watch t.v.........blah blah!

Thursday 1st

M&S in the lunch hour, purchased loads of scrummy food, Dad a bday card and AP a Valentine's card......after tea, Andy went to the club for a talk from John Hendry (not a one to one, there were 50 other folk there), i had a nice evening....having a bit of me time, had a chicken bhuna and a garlic naan (oops), pottered, read shit mags, bed for Bonkers (wtf?), Benidorm and skins...he was home after his 2 Stella, snoring soon afterwards!!!

Friday 2nd

Rose early, i'd received a letter from the quacks saying to phone as they'd got my blood tests results back from the hospital (Andy was chomping at the bit, told him i'd be anaemic and there was nothing to worry about as this was quite normal), i was right, but took the day off anyway as i felt rubbish, bad nights sleep and all my arms and hands were hurting.
Andy was gutted when i climbed back in bed as i stunk of curry and he cleary wanted shut of me for the day then he could lay about scratching his nads...........hahhaaa!
He was off to the gym by 10am, i returned to slumber....fooked after putting 4 consecutive days in at work, he was back at 1pm (having lunched with his Mum) i was still laid there like a stranded beached whale.
He was brandishing an envelope with £350 in his folks had given us for baby stuff (ace, we have everything we need, lets buy more cake with it!!??), he brought me coffee, then tilted the mattress and tipped me on the floor to get me up (well, not really but he may as well have).

Luther had his cystitis back, rang the vets and ummed and ahh'd whether to take him (he said he felt much better), had a lovely day off........picked up prescription for iron tablets, called at pet shop (Luth some herbal medicine and bird seeds), did the "Friday big shop", 4 loads of washing, ligged around vegging in the warm.....Andy toddled off to Rotherham to watch the 2nd team rugga buggars, i went to the parents and shared a Chinese with Steven..had a good old chinwag, not seen him this year.

Home for 9pm, watched t.v till 11pm. Andy was home soon after reeking of ale and slurring that all my mates had been at the rugby........doh!!

Saturday 3rd

My arms and hands were still really hurting, couldn't close my fists.........boo! went swimming and felt like i'd been in a car crash when i got home, quick brekkie, NO WASHING to do! yippee!!!!
Dropped AP at the rugby, shot home and ligged around all day, made some sweet and sour chicken and a chilli to freeze, vacced up and stuff, had an afternoon nap, then he wanted fetching at 5.30pm as there was a sponsors dinner on at the club "it was full of drunken tossers" quote!
Tea: hotdogs for him, salad for moi........You've been framed and Big burp, off to the flicks, (with our own pop and sweets and we are really tight and don't have a lot of spare cash)...... saw "Notes on a scandal" i loved it, he thought it was a bag of wank...home for 9.45pm, bit of t.v, i watched the end of Nottinghill, up to bed and the boy was snoring away!!!??!

Sunday 4th

Awake at 8.20am.......too early! he was up and the cricket was on, struth!!!! i went back to kip as soon as he'd left to watch Deano in some amateur football 1/4 finals, bacon butties at lunchtime, then we went for a walk........called in at Choices (they didn't have Little Miss Sunshine, so didn't get a DVD), called at Tesco's for a Sunday paper, saw G&D so chatted a while, they were also without car, must have been the lovely sunny weather.......enticing everyone out for a Sunday stroll.
Trudged home and took joint out of the oven, Sunday lunch at 6pm, with all the trimmings (he loves it, meat, bread and mineral water are his 3 vices), could be worse.......drugs, porn and hard liquor???!!!
More sky sports, then up the stairs for Trial and Retribution..........ace!

Monday 5th

Still achy, didn't dare tell Andy i was knocking.......he'd have been jealous and would have probably done the same, losing a days pay, plus he needed to hand his paternity leave request letter in that i'd compiled for him........seemingly he has to have worked there 6 mths 15 weeks before the baby is due to be entitled, so he might have to use his hols if he wants a fortnight off when the big day arrives....boo!

Slept till 11am, up and did 2 wash loads, then called for Steven at 1pm, who was treating me to lunch (he's such a Billy big shot, make no wonder he's brassic) he insisted we went to TGI Fridays...what a shit hole, expensive and over rated, i had a club sandwich and chips, shared a combo starter with him, his fajita main along with a coke, 1 beer and a fiver (rockafella) tip.........brought our midday snack to £43!!!
Andy nearly fainted when i told him, am so glad me and him are tight together..........
Dragged bro to Morrisons, on the shopping list were:
A new mop, bananas, soap powder, bread, cat food and athlete's foot cream for sporty boyfriend (life can't get any more wild).
Steven joined in the spending, flinging toothbrushes and 5 cans of deodorant in the trolley.
At the check-out, threw the nice Asian cashier lady with my 50p off wisp coupon, gave her 2x £20 to pay for my £37 bill, she entered £50 and gave me £12 odd change...........hahhhhaaa, i was out of there like a true thief!

Had a quick brew and a cream cake at the bungalow and made it home for 4pm, to 3 v.cold, partially frozen moggys.........bless! (not used to playing out for 4 hours in this weather).
They all shot upstairs under the heater after tea and laid there till Andy came home at 5.30pm, the worker returned and did a quick change into shorts and other gym attire, John picked him up at 5.35pm, i made fish for tea, watched the very last Vicar of Dibley, i'd sky+ on new years day, he was home for 7.30pm, 1 1/2 hours to catch up on the days gossip, before bed at 9pm for the 2part of T&R........make no wonder the days fly.

I reckon if my life was a pie chart.........it would be split into equal portions of
Eating, weeing and shopping, followed by washing, cooking and working in the same measure, but sleep being top of the bill, 1st and foremost.

Tee hee, some things never change!!!