Hi everyone!
Thank god term's finished. I'll have to go back in January, but only in a supervisory capacity. Let the good times begin...
Lol at your tree Amie. We got ours yesterday. It's 7', and quite wide. DH got in a right flap because he tried to stand it in a really flimsy pot. When he eventually got it upright, we decorated it, and it waited until we'd finished to fall over! Being the hormonal mess that I am, I burst into tears, which DH took as a personal criticism. [sigh]
All is well now. The tree's in a bigger pot, I've gained a (probably temporary) sense of persepective & DH is in Paris for his work Christmas Do (alright for some).
I feel like I've got permanent PMT at the moment. Has anyone else turned into a raving lunatic? I want my right mind back, please. Poor DH...
Dolly: I shall text you when I finish mucking around on the net! Hope you're better.
Sorry to hear some of your neighbours are a pain. The neighbours we've got now are lovely, but DH used to have studio flat, and for the last few months he lived there a girl moved in to the flat above his who tramped aroud in platform heels on the very thin floor, came back drunk and rowdy at about 2am every day and played early Madonna at full blast until about 4. When we asked her to turn it down, we were informed that if we didn't like listening to bloody 'Like A Virgin' at 3am on a Tuesday we should move to an old people's home.
She was quite overweight with a turned-up nose and big nostrils.
We called her Pig In Space.
DH pointed out that I've got stretch-marks yesterday (a fact of which I was blissfully unaware). They're on the sides of my tummy. I'm thinking of them as battle-scars, and am suitably proud.
Pinkranger - wow - what fantastic news! Both you and Trace are back in the saddle - hooray! Really, really pleased for you.
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