November 2012 - More group hugs and moral support please

[StuntNun]

Previous thread: www.mumsnet.com/Talk/postnatal_clubs/1676013-November-2012-We-want-rattles-and-we-want-them-now

Tacos = delicious. And messy.

We are having mushroom risotto. Yummy

Oily fish is good for dp's brain healing. I also like a good fishfinger sarnie when we haven't bought brown toenail bread

a week zcos ! oh my god I don't think o can do a week,of this my house is a shithole! also he won't sleep if I put him down. I got my monies worth out of sky movies today

thanks for the hug glenda, I needed it

Tiger it was ok actually. They now use a little brush...very odd!

Think we have sodding teeth here too! Bugger.

Where is det? Has she missed Wednesday?

PP the hazelnut KitKats are much nicer than the choc fudge KitKats. I could murder a Maltesers
bunny though.

Why does everyone think cunt is such a bad word? I quite like it. Cunt cuntity cunt. IMO cocksucker is much ruder than cunt.

Fucking damn you all...am now eating teasers...you fuckers

A lot of us had a really shit day last Wednesday and Detective gave us permission to swear at her DP who had been eavesdeopping on the thread. Tomorrow is Thankful Thursday.

Until then, fuck fuckity fuck fuck fuck.

I think Detective is having virgin tinternet probs

This is my expression of choice for this evening:

DCs have been having a punch-up over the last Muller Corner yoghurt. I'm not fucking buying any more. Oh, and British Gas can fuck off, along with HMRC. And this fuckchuffing headache.

That is all.

They really are, Stunt choc fudge is too rich

We had sausage casserole for tea, yum. Am just waiting for tummy space could take a while due to 2nd helping then it's on to the plum crumble. All the chocolate chat forced me to open some Hotel Chocolat rocky road slab I got given for Christmas (amazing) and have a little nibble. Dh is under strict instructions to keep it out of my reach now. This bf malarky is making me ravenous, I wake in the middle of the night and I'm starving.

detective got her quota of swearing in last night I believe...possibly a good job her internets fucked else mn might have shut us down haha

Like hearing what you all had for tea - gives me inspiration - we had boring dull chilli - must go back to meal planning - though when we used to do a monthly shop with top ups we used to waste so much food cos the use/best before dates these days are shite bring back artificial preservatives that have us a 3 week lettuce

I ignore dates. My grandad worked in trading standards and the only thing he stuck to on dates was things like sandwich ham. The man had the constitution of an ox. Dh is less keen on this approach but what he doesn't know won't kill him mwah haha

In fact, that is not all-

1. Some lazy cunting arse of a parent at DDs school can't be fucking bothered to sort their child(ren)'s headlice issue out and so, yet again, I am losing hours of my life combing through the million children I have. Thank goodness for the Nitty Gritty comb.

2. Phone call: Hi, I am British Gas. I'd love you to come and save money with us.
   Me: Awesome. Not now though, eh? Am trying to walk to school in arctic conditions to collect children.
   Them: If you could just tell me what your average consumption of gas is in a month?
   Me: No, I don't have those numbers to hand. I am walking in snow to collect children.
   Them: Ok, shall I ring you back at 5?
   Me: No. That is a terrible idea.
   Them: Why? Will you not be back at home by then?
   Me: Yes, but I have three children to get in from school and make dinner for, while juggling 17 week old twins and 5pm is the worst time of the day to call me. For anyone to call me.
   Them: And you don't know your gas consumption figures off the top of your head?
   Me: Strangely not, no. Goodbye.

Cue six calls from BG between 5pm and 6:30pm. All ignored. British Gas, fuck off, blow up, fucking stop fucking trolling my existence. Absolute cunting dicksplashes.

3. DH gets a virtual fucking slap for being uncharacteristically fucking useless for a week

I think that's enough. Feeling a bit hormonal, irrational, fat, unattractive and generally antsy today. Bollocks.

Oh dear cats. Did make me giggle though
Stupid fucking BG.

Cat that is so weird! I also had a phone call from the dicks at British Gas trying to sell me shit. I also moaned at them and threw in the I have 20 week old twins and you are wasting my time line!

Mac 'n' cheese this evening for us. I have the most amazing recipe that some French food blogger came up with. It's very rich, very easy, and yum.

Who said romance was dead? Sat freezing my fucking ( ) arse off in the car while dp pretends he's buying lunch in tescos. I know for a fact he's buying something valentinesie by the way he was adament I had to stay put. I'm opening the predictions with dishwasher tablets! Any other guesses? Clue, past gifts have included second hand "part worn" tyres and soap. Fucking soap?! Not even nice soap. He did excell himself with my diamond push present necklace recently though

Had my hair cut for the first time in over a year today . Can't get used to having short hair! 2.5hrs though for a cut and blow dry. Seriously wtf?! Thank fuckery I took M with me.

Oh and 13 day poonami erupted in my muma new living room.

Cat I make a point of complaining to companies that harass me like that. One of the mobile phone companies used to phone me seeral times a week and it went on for months. It was awful.

Give us the recipe PR

We are having chocolate cake for dessert. FREE chocolate cake

Are you going to be rubbing our fucking noses in it about your fucking free food all week garden ? You lucky fuck you!

Love the new name cat and I think dicksplashes is a wonderful word!

Had a day at PIL so have shit loads to catch up on. Namechecks to follow. but I'll add my swearing contribution now - some the fucking cats belonging to the next door wankbadgers neighbours have yet-a-fucking-gain shat all over my front garden just after I fucking picked up the last lot. Fuckers. One of these days I'm going to let DH act out a call of duty fantasy and don night vision goggles and get them mid squat. Not really, I wouldnt harm a cat. But they need to stop fucking shitting in my garden!

I don't want the fucking recipe! It will have shitting fucking cheese in it and I can't have bloody cheese! Bollocks!

garden sorry that was meant to have a grin at the end. Please do not take offence