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Who's first, me or Small?

I knew there was a reason to learn Latin!

Does anyone have an opinion on this, perchance?

I give you fair warning, this post will contain copious whinging, moaning and complaining. Some of it justified, some not at all. Please do not feel obliged to read or comment, it is merely to prevent a Gizzy-style LordD Kebab moment.

Before I commence The Grand Moan I will direct your attention to last night's irritations, to set the scene.

I have spent all day today helping at school, as in 8:45 until 3:45. I got home, made the MiniDs tea, tidied and hoovered in preparation for my folks' arrival at around 6pm, began the grown ups' dinner, fed the dogs, folded the dry washing, read with MasterD1 and MistressD and generally behaved like a fly with a blue bottom.

LordD rang at 5:15 to say he was on his way, he'd be 40 minutes or so.

My folks are sleeping at PILs (can't be bothered explaining why) so were going to get to them about 5pm, have a cup of tea and come about 6pm to see the MiniDs before they went to bed.

At 6:45 there is no sign of either my folks or LordD. MiniDs are fractious, tired and fed up of waiting. There may have been small amounts of steam issuing from my ears.

LordD finally appears at 7pm (he had to drop something off with someone and got stuck talking), shortly followed by my folks (just completely hopeless at timekeeping). Cue hyper, over-excited children.

I finish making the dinner while LordD gets changed and my folks read the MiniDs' stories. I lay the table, I stack the dishwasher, I do the washing up.

At 8pm the PILs turn up as arranged, except they have SIL with them (this is 30yo SIL who has spent the last 9 years doing dead-end jobs and extra degrees and Master's and now can't understand why she can't get a proper job paying ££££ so is living at PILs, rent free - I may have a teeny weeny ishoo with her).

No one has ever mentioned SIL will be coming, I have cooked for 6, I have laid the table for 6. She is coming out to dinner with us all tomorrow, I have no idea why she needs to come tonight as well.

SIL dominates dinner conversation with tales of people that no one else knows. I fume quietly. LordD gets stuck into the wine. I don't. I am too cross.

My DSM has been very quiet, it transpires she has a UTI so we make a quick call to the OOHDocs and they fax a prescription to the nearest late night pharmacy which is a 30 minute drive away. I am the only one fit to drive. So we go. It was lovely, we had a good chat, I start to feel calmer.

We return just over an hour later, LordD is almost paralytic and getting stuck into the rum and coke, everyone else is pretty drunk too. LordD goes to the loo and doesn't reappear so everyone takes that as their cue to leave.

I then clear the table, empty the dishwasher, restack the dishwasher, clear up all the empties, wash up, wipe down surfaces and hob, empty the bin and put the dogs out for the night.

I am so blooming cross I could cry.

::Props eyes open with matchsticks::

Oh, mercy, LadyD, that is grim. Here are some gaudy uplifting . I suggest you submit your considered opinion on the link I supplied above and retire to bed with Sylvester or that other noble chap of yours whose name I can never remember. Presumably, LordD is now snoring loudly enough to shake the rafters and so won't notice if you have an, ahem, companion.

And here's another artwork to admire.

::Wanders off in search of Mr Thornton::

::sniffs flowers::

::sneezes::

Thanks Maudy, and for the artwork too. I have just spent a recuperative half hour in the Bibliotheque which has restored my equilibrium somewhat.

LordD's snoring is indeed echoing from the East Wing bedroom to the West Wing drawing room. A few well placed elbow-to-rib connections will solve that issue though.

OMG Lady D - that really is a nightmare day!

I also came on for a whinge although my pales into insignificance next to that.

In short:

Tuesday AM - Miss S gets up at crack of dawn with Mr S and occupys herself, downstairs, on her own for an hour before I wake up at just gone 7. It's a work day so wouldn't have mattered if up early.

Saturday AM - Mr S is getting up early as he's doing overtime, so I have the chance of a lie in and grand sprawl! Last night said to Miss S "It would be great if you could do what you did on Tuesday so Mummy can have a lie in." "OK, Mummy."
Before bed I plugged her DS in to charge, set out bread, knife, plate, peanut butter next to toaster and put a glass of OJ in the fridge ready for her and...

...she's in bed with me, Disney Channel blaring and munching toast in my ear at 6.40am!

GRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!

I do hope you have a better day today Lady D. Perhaps Mr D will be sufficiently hungover that he'll be on the soft stuff this evening and you can have a or three!

I have to admit I probably shouldn't complain as DD is overnight at the outlaws tonight and Mr S has early start for golf tomorrow, so hopefully will get my sprawly time then!

LadyD! You definitely deserve a day of you time like that's ever going to happen Hope your DSM is ok? - hope LordD at least appreciates that he's not been entirely helpful and apologises today.

Enjoy doctor who twigs!!

Maud I can't click on links to other threads on my phone app so I'll check it out later on proper pooter. Very intrigued!

Happy satuRdAys - I like the fact that it's only possible to do that on my two most favourite days of the week!!. Simple things and all that!!

Argh - forgot to say. Spiro am impressed that DD is making her own toast! But would have expected some toast for me too in bed if she was putting crumbs in it!!. Hope you get your lie-in tomorrow.

Oh LadyD, that sounds hideous :( It's hard enough having all that work to do anyway but when you are the only one doing it and everyone else just sits around that is even worse. I don't blame you for feeling , I would be feeling very resentful. Hope he has a sore head this morning, as punishment :) Or maybe not, because then the hostessing will fall to you again. And ho annoying of your SIL to turn up unexpected! Quite rude, actually. Hope you get through the weekend ok. What is DSM though? (Step Mother, perhaps?)

Not to turn this round to being Me, Me, Me, but I disappeared yesterday as I had a total meltdown. Have been feeling completely overwhelmed and fed up with RL (have decided house is built on a ley line) and whilst I was under the table, sweeping up the floor for THE THIRD TIME that day, I banged my head really hard on the table and it was the proverbial straw that broken the Twiggy's back. Incidentally I feel like my back actually is broken - has been hurting for 3 weeks now and it's just getting worse, not better So fed up with it. Anyway, haven't read thread so apologies if I was supposed to answer anything and didn't! Hobbling off to London today (damn tubes out though so a right old hassle).

Oh, there you all are! Crieky, MissS makes her own toast? How grown up! I wouldn't let MissT anywhere near electricity, she would burn the house down :) Actually, am tempted to burn the house down and start again anyway! What a nuisance about the early start for you. I am really looking forward to when TwigBoy can go downstairs by himself in the morning. I'd let him to do it now if MissT were more responsible but I don't think it would be safe yet. She goes down by herself but I wouldn't trust her to look after him.

Aw Twigs not you too! If i knew what the flowers symbol was id send some. Have a in the meantime as it's a bit early for . Sounds like you're in need of some reflexology!!. Shame we're not closer! Does wonders for most things except errant husbands!

Need to google ley lines - despite advocating quackery reflexology I'm not very knowledgeable about these energy lines etc - going to have to brush up on my new-ageism! Academy trip to Stonehenge anyone?

We are trying to train Miss S to make her own toast purely so she can get her Hostess badge at Brownies, not because we're lazy parents or anything
She has done it a couple of times with one of us supervising and she is fairly sensible with that kind of thing. I have since discovered it was actually just bread this morning so clearly we need to crack the whip a bit harder give her some more encouragement--

TBH she is not the greatest at doing things independently, and as an 'only' myself I am very aware of how easy it is to end up letting your parents do far to much for you , so I am desperately trying to make sure she doesn't go they same way for both our sakes.

Sorry you had such a crappy day Twigs - hopefully the good Doctor will make it all better today!

Bread leaves less crumbs though Spiro - so maybe she was being thoughtful!! she still should have brought you some up!

Have to admit that although DD refuses and says she can't butter bread and toast, she does make better filter coffee than me in the machine! And knows just the right amount of milk to add to both mine and the Colonel's cups! If breakfast doesn't need heating in anyway, she has been known to bring it up to us before now! well only the once, but now she's done it I expect it more often!!

I kind of know what you mean about making sure you don't do too much for them. Poor DD is much more independent that perhaps your average 7 yo due to the arrival of DS, but in my eyes, I don't think DS will ever stop being my baby and so I still do practically everything for him!. Must stop as once he's at school he's going to have to fend for himself, although to be fair, I think he's cottoned onto this fact and is in fact just lazy perfectly able to do it himself really!

Well I am now being very decadent. DD has completely taken over the sitting room, so I have taken the laptop and am now sitting in bed writing!

with breakfast I hope as well as your muse

::bleary-eyed::

Morning all!

The flowers are [ thanks ] although obviously without the spaces, thus.

The Girl has recently graduated to making her own toast - she's a bit older than Misses Spiro and Twigs. I'm interested that you think that onlies might have too much done for them. I think we've probably gone the other way with The Girl. Because she's the only child in the house I think sometimes we subconsciously forget she's a child and expect her to do things for herself in a way that an adult would.

The link, RussianPony, is to a thread asking you to say what is your favourite CBeebies bedtime story and presenter. I assume by now it's been flash-mobbed by you lot people nominating Flat Stanley read by a ::cough:: certain Ack-tor.

Oh and more for Twiggy. I think there's something about Fridays that triggers meltdowns, especially if it's been One Of Those Weeks.

Spiro???

I see even the blogger on the confessions site has suggested that a s.e.x. site only may need to be formed. And someone else has had our thoughts about how innocently that site started and where it is now!! Tis a shame as some are most amusing and some just downright strange!

Morning maud. Thanks for the info!! Have some for it!!

Argh. I hear shouting from downstairs. The colonel has remembered he has a welsh grandfather and so is as excited about the rugby as ever and the kids are screaming having a little animated discussion! Best go referee!

::Returns from Telly Addicts, looking a little guilty::

Thanks, RussianPony! Must go and have my breakfast.

Muchos thanks for the sympathy and big ((hugs)) back to Twigs. I detest feeling so resentful and cross over what should have been a pleasant evening. It certainly wouldn't have been as bad had it not been the end of One Of Those Weeks.

LordD has taken the boys to football club, hasn't complained about his hangover (which he undoubtedly has) and unstacked the dishwasher without being asked. I have taken the mature approach and am giving him one word answers ::holding a very large grudge until a suitable level of grovelling has been achieved emoticon::

Spiro, MistressD makes toast for herself and the MasterDs. It is definitely an essential skill for them to master to facilitate lie ins! Now I just have to teach MasterD2 how to log in to Moshi Monsters himself and I won't need to get up until lunchtime .

DSM is step-mum, yes. She's much better this morning, thank you. She suffers a lot with UTIs so knows exactly how to treat them but living in the sticks has certain drawbacks when it comes to emergencies.

Methinks LordD may be feeling a teeny weeny bit guilty and so he should! glad to hear it. Hope rest of weekend and cake eating go to relaxing smooth plans!

Argh!!! My turn - it's catching!!!

Blooming men and their sport. Does it really matter if your team doesn't win???!. Does it mean you have to be so grumpy with the rest of your family? Stop us going out to do things as a family this morning as you are selfishly playing hockey this afternoon leaving me alone with the kids just like every other day of the week when you leave the house at 7.15am not to return til 7.30pm at the earliest most days

I'll gloss over fact that DD has a party to go to this aft so it will just be me and DS as per usual!

There I've said it!!! Men. Who'd have them? I want PR and I want him now!!!

he just came in and apologised! What does he want?!

::paranoid hope he's not reading this!!::