Morning, tis me, Mouse. 
Egss - OUCH for IBS and shin splints, fuck they burn like a bastard. I live on Senna for a few days each month, to counteract the pain meds.
And, you should know better by now, sticks in running gear on the posters don't actually run, they just don't eat! 
It's wet and grey here, brrrrrr.
Nemo had another rough night.
My mum has decided that after last years' fiasco of only my parents bothering with Nemo's first birthday, she is going to throw him a huge party and spoil him rotten.
I'm actually really pleased as I wasn't going to bother after last time.
And, my folks had too huge bushes at the front of the driveway. They cut out lots of light to the lounge so mum had them cut down. She'd been asking my dad for months to sort it. She got fed up of waiting so sorted it.
Do you know what my brother said?
'You can't do that, this is dad's house' 
I swear to Jeff, the next time I see him, he'll be getting a slap upside the head!
Also, we've all just been given some money from our Gma. Did he get her a Mother's Day gift? No. And he fucking lives there so has no excuse that he doesn't see her.
Even I managed it and we are 2 hours away!
No builder today and DH is still fuming about it because it has been booked for months.
Out for coffee later, and Nemo is due a delivery of feeding equipment. Coffee, toast and two washes done. Out for dinner with DH later, taking Nemo too obviously.
So, there you are, fully up to date with Mouse