Dustbin™ Ressurection

[IamtheZombie]

Not back yet except to start this thread.

Soon. Maybe.

Bollocks, you're right.

How many in a phalanx?

I know exactly where to get albino peacocks!

I am actually at my inner bridezilla and how I can escalate my demands/riders

I may go on retreat to re-configure and re-evaluate my venality-but can't promise I won't funk-up the sackcloth and ashes and pimp-up the nuns' habits.

to the thin gruel and self-flagellation

Leeds Castle in Kent?

Putting retreat on hold!

How vv Momzilla to upstage your lovely daughter

Think Derek Jarmen film

You can do the sack cloth and ashes as long as you co=ordinate the Italian je ne sais quoi for me.

I'll get my people to talk to your people about the gruel and flagellation.

Not ready to divulge my sources just yet ( re peacocks)

I suspect your commitment may be wavering.

I have been committed-how very dare you!

I divulged my peacock sources so I am guessing you have 'trust ishoos'

And I would like garlicky croutons in my gruel,if you could tell your people as I have worn mine out today

sweet dreams,my love-as all night ends in sleep so does all life end in death

mmm lovely and prob mis-remembered

Oh alright then, Bentley Wildfowl, East Sussex.

Garlicky croutons - tick.

I hope your night does end in sleep

kisskiss

(nice graphics)

Snared-ya

night night

Well, I walked into that didn't I silly me!

I'm just here to be snared.

Can I give the flagellating a miss though?

*self-flagellation !!

I should really have bought one of those cat onesies with tails on

How goes it on the MOTB outfit?

One of the lightfittings has become victim to a particurlaly energetic trampoline routine-I never really liked the lightfitting but.......

Anyone want a couple of little human-child wrecking-balls until monday?

Evening Dustbin™.

Zombie is having a bit of a rough day. It's the 10th anniversary of her husband's death and it's hitting her hard this year.

Sending hugs.

So sorry Zombie,anniversaries are really difficult-especially the 'big' ones.

Have you been alone today?

Do you feel up to seeing friends tomorrow?

I have an eidetic memory and it plagues me.

Hope some more people come along for you

Thanks, Exit. We must meet someday.

Yes, soleil, Zombie has been alone today except for the ZombieCats. But she's used to that. She doubts she'll go out tomorrow. There's a mountain of laundry to be done.

Most of the memories during the day were happy ones. It's just that this evening Zombie is reliving that evening from the time she got the news.

She's getting a lot of support on Facebook.

Are either / both of you on FB? If so, would you like Zombie to send you details on how to send her a friend request?

Sweetheart I don't do facebook but sending you my love.

I spend a lot of time alone,the past few weeks have been strange circumstances.

Hope them there Zombiecats are loving you-up xxxx

I hope no-one was injured in the accident with the light fitting.

Sorry, done my time with my three human-child wrecking balls.

My low level, constant, normal parental background anxiety has been ramped up a notch this week with two of them.

Can't get very enthused about outfit.

Feeling a bit fragmented.

oooh Bee I am 'officially' fragmented

FGS lets discuss the outfit sensibly when we are both sentient.

As all good gymnasts,they have to learn to 'work' through injury

Z I have this weird unhelpful memory that remembers everything,the time,the day,what I was wearing,what they were wearing,the weather,the top news stories that day......

Hope tomorrow is better

So sorry, x posts, should have refreshed before posting.

Zombie sending lots of big hugs and love.

Those memories get put in boxes don't they, so that we can function day to day. But the lid is never really shut.

You were so strong and capable that night and, typically, concentrated on doing the right thing for other people.

Very glad you're getting support. I'd like to think you were seeing family over the week-end. ZombieNiece maybe?

That's OK, Bewitched.

I'll try to keep this short.

I had waved Michael off to work at 06.00 that morning. He was a permanent part time Immigration Judge based at Stoke on Trent. He did 3 days a week and lodged with one of the other judges for those days.

I got home from work about 19.00 that evening to find a series of messages on the answerphone from the judge he lodged with. They were just messages asking me to ring him ASAP but I knew what that must mean. I rang him and he confirmed my fears.

I immediately rang a neighbour who came straight around and started plying me with brandy. I made a list of the people who needed to be told immediately and started making phone calls. One of the calls was to Michael's godson, Simon, and his mum. Simon insisted on coming over and arrived about an hour and a half later ready to stay for as long as I needed him.

About midnight the local police came around to check that I was OK. I was 3 sheets to the wind by then and insisted they both come in and have a cup of tea...

Anyway the police left and so did my neighbour. Simon and I continued to imbibe and reminisce. We put some music on. At 2.00 we were dancing to Don't Stop Me Now by Queen. It seemed appropriate.

And now Michael and Simon are together.

Oh, I'm seeing ZombieNiece for lunch on Tuesday.

Ognuno sta solo sul cuor della terra,traffitto del raggio di sole, ed e subito sera

I'm pleased to hear about your lunch on Tuesday, ZN's company always sounds uplifting for you.

So sorry too to hear you've lost Simon, he must have been really young.
Do you still see his mum?

This will be another anniversary that you've got through, undoubtedly more difficult because the first one for a while that you've been on your own.

Fingers crossed for some sunshine this week-end, cuddle those ZCats and indulge yourself

Not too much whisky though

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((mahzomb))

Valp, wanna chinwag in the other place?

Bee, (adopting sol's shorthand) Simon was 48 or 49 when he died 18 months ago. I am still in touch with his mum but it's hard. He went through a lot he shouldn't have gone through before he died and she's obsessed with that. I sympathise but it's all she talks about. I find that hard to cope with.