
Friday, 11 April 2008
Thursday, 10 April 2008
Suffering
When I get home from work I found that the boys have not seen their father, other than a brief few minutes early in the morning to check my baby’s bicycle to make sure it is working properly. My baby and his new senior school friends have been riding to the beach every day this week approx 4 miles. At this rate he will soon lose some of the weight he has gained since giving up playing football due to his foot problems. So no money for food or anything. Ok we will just have to get by until the morning when I get my Child Tax Credits, that just about covers the rent and a few other bits but not much.
Luckily during the evening SF rings the boys to talk about seeing them on Saturday now!! Why does he always do this? At least now the boys have got used to being let down they don’t take it so personally. I tell him that I need money to buy heat and food. He tells me to collect him from his new home, drive him to ATM then take him home again. This all takes about 20 minutes. He reeks of cigarette smoke, I had almost forgotten what that was like. He hands me the £100.00 for the boys food for a month (it’s the school holidays they eat that much in a week!!). He also gives me another £20 ‘as it’s your birthday’. But eeewww I had to suffer a kiss for that. I managed to escape with just a sloppy peck that left me feeling dirty with a wet smear on my cheek beside my mouth. Desperately, wanting to wipe my face clean, without appearing unkind. Why does he want to kiss me these days? He was never interested in kissing during the 19 yrs we were a couple.
Once I had dropped him off I went to but some Gas, petrol and milk. To my astonishment there was a young woman in the shop who I had passed on my way there. She had with her a pushchair with a child not much more than a year old and another a girl of about 4 dressed only in pyjamas. This was 8.30pm on a cold night. The mother was chastising the little girl for crying demanding to know why she was crying and telling her to wipe away the tears. The poor little mite must have been frozen; I think I would have wanted to cry if I had to walk any kind of distance in my pyjamas when it was so cold. Both children were given a finger of fudge to keep them quiet while the mother purchased a pack of beer. I was full of all sorts of emotions about this.
My first reaction would be to make sure that the child was not suffering unnecessarily. The second is a fear of interfering in a situation that I know nothing about. I have no idea how far they had walked or how far they had to walk to get home. I have no idea why the mother had brought these children out on a cold night, why the little girl did not have on a coat or gloves, why she was crying. I do not know what I could have done. If I had tried to phone any of the authorities, who should I phone and what could I tell them. I didn’t know who this family were or where they live. By the time anyone could have arrived they would have been long gone.
Had it just been the child and her mother I could perhaps have offered them a lift home. I couldn’t have got that huge pushchair in my car, but I did contemplate offering to try.
These episodes of suffering for whatever reason reinforce my sense of well being and knowledge that no matter how bad things become there are many out there who are so much worse off than I am.

Wednesday, 9 April 2008
Dogs, Cats , children and more
Should I get a Dog ....

...or have children?









Just might be better to get a cat!

Isn't Nipper a sweetie?
she's so sweet that she makes my eyes water,
my nose itch and my throat sore
The kids know that when she is gone there will be no more cats in my home. But until then and she is only 11 years old I try not to have too much contact with her.
Last night I was chatting to Traveller, I have not mentioned him before, we have been chatting online on and off for about 18 months. He is a few months older than me, and lives in the Other City not far from me. He is not a British national but has lived here for years I don't recall how many that conversation was so long ago. He lives a semi single life, his wife lives in Switzerland and although they see each other regularly it is not a marriage in any sense other than in name (or so he tells me). He has a girlfriend in his home land, and a holiday home in another European country. I shall call him Traveller because he does as much travelling for his work as Romeo does. I am in the habit now of always asking him 'where are you today?' Why am I telling you about him now when I have never mentioned him before. Traveller is from the country that Romeo seems to spend the majority of his time in, apparently Romeo has a member of his team who lives in the same Town that Traveller comes from.
Much to my surprise whilst we were chatting another window opened unexpectantly asking why I was still up (I think it was about 10.45pm). It seems that plans had changed and Romeo was not leaving on his next trip until today. So I got to spend an hour chatting to a National of X country who was over here whilst at the same time chatting to a Brit who was in X country. I thought that was so funny and told both of them so.
During our conversation Romeo and I were talking about hotels and I told him that I have a night booked in a country hotel in Norfolk in September. He asked about this so I told him briefly about my friend who moved to Norwich and met the love of her life, I am going to their wedding. He thinks it all sounds very magical. Ah see I knew he was a Romantic. By the way he can't wait to get home to see 'my little writer'.
I was going to do a post about my drive home today perhaps I shall do that later. I missed The Apprentice tonight as I was on here and forgot about it so I have to dash now to watch 'You are fired!!' so that I know what happened when I get to work tomorrow. I rashlypromised we would discuss tonights program tomorrow ............help!! gotta go bye
ps there is a new post on The Lady in Red Writes
Tuesday, 8 April 2008
bits and pieces


Sunday, 6 April 2008
challenge
I ahve set him the challenge of finding all the pictures of my breasts that appear on my blogs.
He tells me that he has found 3 pictures of my breast but he has been distracted by the many pictures of my legs.
My dear Mulder, there are very few pictures of my body parts on this blog, mostly these can be found on here or here although you might have to dig deep in the archives to find them lmao.
what is it all about?

I even like to wear ones with thin heels like these

and for very special occasions I have these

I have no time for chunky shoes, I only like to wear dainty feminine footwear so why was it that this morning I was wearing a pair of these?
today we woke up to this

so it wasn't long before we had this handsome young man in our garden

yesterday I was walking around without a coat, today its a case of coat hat gloves and scarf not forgetting the boots, the whole kit and kaboodle. today I figure I need to make sure we have enough gas to keep us warm during this late cold snap. when I went to retreive my coat and gloves from my car there was about 2" of snow on the roof. The pictures don't really show how much snow we had. It must be the first time in a couple of years that we have had such a heavy snow fall that has lasted more than an hour!! I phoned my mum who has gone to visit her mother in law up in the cotswold countryside. I was only joking when I told her yesterday not to go getting snowed in. They are!! apparently when I spoke to them earlier they were looking at about 5 inches of snow.
I got myself all dressed up to go to the garage to top up my Gas card only I couldn't find my purse. I turned my bedroom and the living room upside down looking for it. Later it was discovered next to the keyboard of the computer in the livingroom. I had looked next to the monitor, under the desk on the shelves and not seen it. Doh, but ET had even been using the computer and not spotted it. Thankfully I ahve now got enough gas and electricity to last us this first week of the school holidays.
I had a lovely surprise last night just as I was thinking about going to bed Romeo came online hes back in Europe for 2 days before going to Africa. Hopefully then he can come home. While we were chatting he said that this all feels too good to be true. I know what he means so its up to us to make it real.
Saturday, 5 April 2008
Birthday season

Thursday, 3 April 2008
Defragmenting Rewards

Wednesday, 2 April 2008
One of those days
Today was going to be a big day for me.
Not a big day in that anything special was going to happen just several small things that I don't do any other time.
my plan was this:
leave work at lunch time (Boss has awarded me 2 x half days in return for working longer hours while Wayne was off sick for two weeks).
On the way home collect skirt that was being repaired.
Go home have cooked lunch for a change
spend an hour blogging out of normal hours whilst waiting for my groceries to arrive (this is the first time I ahve ordered my groceries online) I had booked a delivery slot between 2pm - 4pm.
5pm appointment for very expensive hair cut/colour.
So this is what actually happened.
I was late leaving work because I ended up getting caught answering the phone and getting delayed because then I ahd to investigate and write up the customer's complaint.
the dry cleaner's couldn't find my skirt
my groceries didn't turn up ...............I have a half prepared chicken casserole prepared, just waiting for vegetables
It turns out that I didn't click the final button to finalise the transaction so I ahve now booked it for friday evening.
As I left the house to go to hairdresser (by now I figured that I would end up with orange hair with my luck) I fell over and cut my knee twisted my ankle and grazed my hands whilst making a hole in my new tights. lucky my skirt is long enough to hide the hole.
well this is where my luck changed...........I got my hair coloured lots of brown weaved in using foils s that my roots will blend in better and I can let the colour grow out without it showing. I now have whispy white strands at the front which I quite like. So after 2 hours of having my hair treated and cut I emerged with a tidier version of the style I had walked in with but now nearer to my natural colour.
Following this I went to visist my mum to show her my early birthday present from her. She likes the new look and took a couple of pictures for me as well as giving me enough cash to cover all but what I would have paid for a normal cut.
Whilst I was with my mum I got a phone call from Romeo.......he won't be able to get back for my birthday as he is off on more travels. He was about to go to the airport as we were speaking. He will be in touch when he can but most of the places he works have their own internet systems which won't recognise his laptop. I can understand that as our system at home won't recognise DC's laptop.
I had a long chat with mum about various things then headed off to do some much needed grocery shopping and getting home to watch the second episode of this year's The Apprentice.
Overall it has been one of those days where everything goes wrong but I have been laughing my way through
Oh and he is crazy in love, he doesn't need me now, he can't eat, can't sleep and wants to shout it from the roof tops that he is in love............he is even reconsidering his thoughts on getting married again
Before you get all excited I am not referring to Romeo although he told me at the weekend that he can't believe how strong his feelings for me are. No the man who is in love is none other than my final fling that never happened and now won't................Sammy

Mouse tricks
Arriving at work this morning I was surprised to notice that the MD's car was already there. He usually arrives about 7.55am. As I walked into the office there was much hilarity going on at the far end of the office. My boss, posh bird and MD were all gathered at Posh Bird's desk laughing at something. I took no notice and got myself ready to work. Yesterday had been very quiet but today looked as though it was going to be busy, the fax machine was spewing reems of paper out. so I thought I would get stuck right in and get started.
Bloody mouse was on a go slow..........some days it does this. So there I am trying to get the damn thing to move a bit faster.
No it was playing dead mouse. So maybe it has got a bit clogged up. I know I shall clean it!!
good idea but how do you clean an infra red mouse?
Hmm this isn't going very well. But I do know that these things do need to have their batteries changed sometimes. So off I go down the office making a quip about having run out of battery.
Opening the stationery cupboard I ask PB if these (AAA) batteries are the right ones for the mouse.
'No..........you don't need them'
She is falling about laughing. Ok must be something she has just read on her screen..........
must be too early in the morning because I have not clocked that she is laughing about my mouse. Boss comes out of MD's office and takes me back to my desk and clicks on cotrol panel........ah the penny has dropped at last!!
There is nothing wrong with my mouse, it has been tampered with. Slowed down to minimum speed and changed to left click. At this moment Other Director (OD) has arrived and both he and MD are giggling like a pair of school boys. over the next 1 1/2 hrs the rest of the office staff arrive. Each having had their mouse tampered with. The receptionist of the building in which our office is situated has had her mouse tampered with too but she doesn't realise and phones an engineer to come and fix her computer. When she finally discovers who is responsible she is seen marching through our office and into the MD's room where I can see through his window she is doing a good show of throttling him she then does the same to OD.
Not long after this Belching girl (BG) who works part time with me (it was her maternity leave that I was covering in the first place). She is getting very frustrated with her mouse and is eventually told by Boss that if she looks in the stationery cupboard there is a can of mouse spray on the top shelf, she should use that to clean her mouse. It wasn't until she had gone muttering off to find this spray that she finally twigged and was cross with herself for falling for this last gag. They also got SG on the mouse spray too.
what were all these mouse tricks about?
It ws MD and OD showing off their school boy mentality. It was funny and I am really glad that I was one of the first to arrive, I would never had guessed it was the MD or OD who were responsible but their giggling in doorways watching the reactions of each person as they arrived was very amusing. Now I shall know in future that they are not above practical jokes on the staff.


