Well.... it got me. Payback out played me. It couldn't even wait until tomorrow when Eli was at nursery the unreasonable bastard. I knew yesterday that'd I'd done too much, I knew I'd pay but I didn't bank on it coming so soon or so hard to be honest.... I was cocky. I should have … Continue reading Payback, shit storm and InstaFAIL
Well I'm alive so the good, or bad news, depending on how you look at it is that Monday didn't kill me. So firstly FUCK YOU MONDAY. Thankfully bollockchops slept through last night and there were no more spew related incidents, he has however, woken up in one of the whiniest fucking moods known to … Continue reading Monday, Maths and M.E.
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*FANFARE* Ceiling vag made it through the night! She's a saggier, dripper version than she was yesterday but that's old age innit? It'll come to us all. I've got to say, today sees me completely nonplussed about the whole "my house might fall on my face" situation, it's out of my hands, my energy is … Continue reading Circus hairs, Harry Piggle and a few home truths
Mondays aren't for me really. The weekend's gone and I give not one fuck about the "new chapter" of Monday. For people who work it's the beginning of a week of dealing with the shenanigans of others, for people who don't and want to its a reminder that life has kicked them in the chops, and … Continue reading Skidmarks, milestones and networking
Saturdays are my favourite day of the week by a long way. Christiaan is off work, I'm off work legitimately and Eli is off nursery, our time belongs to no one but us and we generally have nowhere to be and nothing we need to achieve. I bet that sounds right depressing to some of … Continue reading The best things in life cost a fuck tonne of money actually
I started the morning with melon that tasted of sadness and despair... a fruit that had clearly been forced to grow in less than optimal conditions, plucked too soon and then shoved into a boat or a plane or something fucking else, I don't know, the point is, IT WASN'T READY and it wasn't the … Continue reading Gladrags and Codeine
Today's been a right odd day... and the funny thing is, that those around me probably haven't even realised that I wasn't on form. That's the thing about this - you can't always SEE it. I woke up today, and yesterday for that matter, feeling shit. Really shit. I don't really want to labour on … Continue reading More faces than a royal flush….
Christiaan and I are a bit more... mature... than some other parents. We're the cheese of parents. Not the mouldy sort, no, I mean we're not THAT old, but the sort that's been around a while. More than Dairylea, less than Stilton.... MATURE CHEDDAR! That's what we are - the mature cheddar of parents. Hooray, … Continue reading When are the grown ups coming?