A little late in the day, but Heir congratulations on the job - that's really fucking exciting news! Well well well done
and I hope that ds will one day be happily married with babies and work for the bank! That would be fucking awesome!!!
pseudo 
athel That was most excellently eloquently put. I'm going to copy and paste it should I need it for verbal faculty at any point.
Chester and Helium what the fuck are we gonna do with the non moving weights? I'm bloody well at wits end.
Captain I am so hearing you on the stress/cortisol/stall/gain thing, but even though my life is sorted, those close to me seem to be in a constant and never ceasing stressy situation. Is that just your Thirties? Is that what happens? You spend your teens/twenties not giving a shit about stuff and your thirties stressed.... wtaf? I don't even believe in bloody stress! (I totally do I'm just very laid back normally)
Crabby Loving your wise words re gut fauna
and I'm daring to begin to hope it will be the catalyst for change for him. I've put things in motion to get him assessed by ss and young peoples housing team next week. He's totally up for it thus far, although it's sent my mother and brother into orbit. It's very important to them that they keep their claws into ds for a multitude of reasons, so this has threatened their status quo dreadfully.
My mother threw me out of their flat today - I wondered how long it would take before something blew up. She followed me into ds' room ranting (about gut fauna again, and her homeopathic 'degree') and found ds' 'bucket' (a bong of sorts for those who don't know...
) Now historically, I know she has a special hatred of buckets. My brother used to catch it regularly off her for his bucket. Ironic as she's smoking skunk 
She did this spectacular 'vic and bob' manoeuvre and flailed about on the sofa, claiming I'd thrown her on the floor
ds and I weren't quite sure what to make of it and left her to it. His stitches had come out so we've been today and had them all re-done, very much more thoroughly this time, with a good ol' scrub up and 15 stitches inside and out.... They are beautifully done this time, as he was so much more cooperative [thank fuck emoticon]
He was very tired and fell asleep part way through having them done. Turns out he'd gone clubbing last night.......
As we left the hospital my brother rang me in a blind fury - my mother had spoken to him, and he said he'd do terrible things to me if I go to their flat. I said to ds I won't be able to come into the flat anymore, and it's difficult to keep in communication as he has no phone but we'll keep in touch via fb and he can ring me anytime and I'll go get him if he needs me.

Roll on Tuesdays assessment....
So sorry you've had more fuckwittery from dd's dad. Have got my breath holding for you for Mondays safe return, and wahay to 3lbs down!!
Thumbwitch 
MrsHercule
and littlemiss too
- can you make tea with your fennel? bleaurgh
Whooshy That's always good to hear I do have hope in them. I'll keep you posted 
BIWI I'm so sorry to have hijacked the thread with my bloody non bc related dramas, and am eternally in your debt for all of the things 
notso
fingers crossed eh?
elbombero have a massive cwtchy off me
I know how ya feeling.... I've stuck to rules and gained a pound.... go figure....
food today
bacon and fried egg
salt beef deli slices
bolognese sauce with hardly any tomato and a splash of puttanesca on courgetti
fell off the water wagon, so possibly only 3ls today (still going though)
dp is out on the piss tonight, and he's said he's having beer
oh well he'll be fun later.....
laters virtual vipers xxx 