I put on 5½lb last week – I knew I had put a bit of weight back on but that number shocked me almost into a stunned silence. I didn’t think it was possible to put on that much weight in just seven days. I’m putting it down to a combination of things – a week of not eating whilst ill followed by a few days’ birthday overindulgence and lack of exercise (I am still coughing and my lungs won’t survive an aerobics session at the moment. I thought it best not to upset the rest of the class by either coughing up a load of green goo every two minutes or simply just expiring on the floor). I have also swelled up, my feet and hands are really puffy.
My beloved Blackpool got knocked out of the FA Cup last night, had they managed to keep their twice won lead they would have been rewarded with a money spininng away trip to Chelsea , but it was not to be. Never mind, I couldn’t have afforded to go to the game anyway. Stamford Bridge is the most expensive football ground in England and a ticket, travelling costs and buying food and drink whilst out would have come to more than £50 each.
Little’un threw the tantrum to end all tantrums last night when I tried to get her ready for bed and bit me on the shoulder, drawing blood. What do you do about that? I gave her to The Yorkshireman after telling her that it isn’t nice to bite, how would she like it if I bit her etc etc and tried (successfully I think) not to completely lose my rag with her. We were all friends again by bedtime though.
Well that was the last 24 hours. Am feeling sorry for myself today. And I can’t even console myself with chocolate <sob>
i feel like such a bad sibling. totally forgot your birthday, just showing what an ass i really can be.
is there anything you want? any way i can heal this rift? how can i make amends? shall i retrive the Egg of Mantumbie from the frozen arctic wastes for you? climb leicesters highest peak without the aid of oxygen nor sherpas? find the worlds best coctail hidden in the deepest heart of the amazon?
i throw myself upon the sword of your mercy…
hmmm…
how bout a rock from Jupiter’s volcanic moon Io, wrapped in spider web silk, hand delivered by an Oompa Loompa riding a unicorn? That should just about cover off your debt.
(ps, try not to feel too bad, I didn’t get a card from any of my siblings this year, although Ellie didn’t forget, she just didn’t find a card she liked enough!)
i cant help it, im fussy!
i promis i’ll make you one and bring it 2 you soooooon 🙂
alan is rubbish coz he forgot my birthday aswell, but hes going to kenya so its ok. kenya sounds cool.
love from ellie x
Alan has promised to bring Lucy an elephant back from Kenya! A real one! It is going to live in the garden and keep the grass down. I think I may forgive the lack of a card if he manages it. 😉
Home made cards are loads nicer anyway 🙂