gtdahb I hate it when I am expecting people to come, the house is all ready and then they don't turn up. Definitely no consolation if they ring to let you know after you've done all that work either.
Don't know why I was surprised by the trouser incident, DH is a vague creative type and has the weirdest ideas about which clothes go together and an absolutely immovable policy on having to wear odd socks every single day! (Luckily I have beaten that one out of him where the boys are concerned. ) He always seems to succeed in making them look like they are dressed either in fancy dress, someone elses clothes or something he's just found in the local clothes recycle bin! Drives me up the wall as I have always been a bit uptight about what they wear cos I feel it reflects on me as a Mum, after all no-one would know if Daddy dressed them that morning.
Still got a stinky cold here, but managed to muster enough energy to make a winter vegetable soup which I hope will help to chase it away.
Texted DH to tell him about the mw coming on Sunday and will probably repeat sweep - guess what his response was?
..... "Oh no! She has really big hands!"
Yeah - thanks for that dahhling!
He has very kindly informed me today that I am having a super hot curry on Saturday night and he will go to the expensive restaurant/take-away in the next village to get it rather than the cheapy local (he must be serious if he's willing to spend money). I told him I'll only eat it if he does too. Thing is, he's a real lightweight with spicy food and suffers from IBS so it'll probably be him rather than me that ends up with contractions from it. It'll be interesting explaining to the mw why he is in labour rather than me on Sunday though, LOL!