MorningPaper - You made me laugh. Clear to me however that you could be covering the fact you actually had the hots for your oestopath. Oh yeah - see what you're like...dirty girl.
Serah - Never mind skiing. After my chums and i were leaving our last antenatal last week i jokingly said i wouldn't know what to do with myself - i might go rollerblading. A shocked interjection came from the health visitor who was walking behind me, saucer eyed she said aghast 'you're not are you?'. I didn't need to reply apart from shift my eyes down to my crutches, hesitating slightly on my bump and then back up to meet her frozen face. Surprisingly, health visitor admitted she'd always been a bit gullable... She was walking behind me because it had taken me two days to get from the antenatal room to the corridor. Sharp as a marble...
Re. online evening banter - one is usually downstairs howsting a dwinner or cwocktail pwarty on mwost ewvenings, hob nobbing with my minnions... Failing that, dh broke lap top two weeks ago. sigh
Yes, dh 'fell over' whilst holding it and smashed it into kitchen floor. Genious. He lay face down, starshaped for approx. 2 mins in the hope that i'd heard him and would 'rush' (using term very loosly) to his aid. I didn't. He ended up hobbling upstairs and in the i-need-sympathy-pathetic-man-voice wimpered he'd hurt his toe really badly - it might be broken [cast eyes up - likely...]. My response was 'aww luvey. Get over it i'm hitting child birth in a week. Love you, awww'. Anyway, currently working on getting a new one - laptop - not dh. He did leave a scuff mark on my kitchen floor, which oddly, made me laugh. What a b*tch! Left it there for 2 days.
Mogs - Nice names. I was in, what we call a 'good value' shop up north, when something out of wife swap charged into the next aisle to me, with her motley crew of kids. She was shouting and barking at them every 30 secs (to stop shop lifting probably - or perhaps TO shop lift.) When she got really mad she bellowed out their names (they were stood right next to her, clearly all deaf) Wait for it: 'Wayne', 'Dwane' and 'Shane'. I managed to shoot the 'noooo wayyy' look at dh, before my stance - which had been a tip toe sneeky look over aisle shelf at curious gypo family - crumbled into, muffled mirth stance with 3 inch reduction in posture, racking shoulders, pain in chest from intake of breath and complete lack of composure. Nearly wet myself outside the shop - tears and everything - till we saw them heading out, kacked our selves and legged it.
And 'are you bovvered?' yep - you're kacking it just like me. Daring to go for 'relations' ey? Why, with your SPD, you'll be practically leaping off the bedroom walls. It wouldn't have worked if i'd gone down that route anyway. Sure i've 'sealed up' - i'm practically a virgin these days. Which may be tricky for child birth...
If you squeeze your bump out before mine - why, there will be strife...