I am madly tidying the house in anticipation of my lovely NCT friend and her children coming to stay tomorrow. Not sure why, when I have two small DDs determined to spread rubbish everywhere. Shortly to be banished to the garden for some serious bouncing action to get them good and tired.
Is it terrible how much I'm looking forward to my weekend with no DH? I love him so very much, but sometimes find it quite stressful trying to look busy when all I want to do is veg out and put my feet up. At least with just the DDs I can sit back and let them play as long as I interact enough to keep them happy! NCT friend coming to stay tomorrow night, then she's off in the morning and Mum is coming up for the day to help me out at the school fete so I can see if I can find some very small second hand uniform for DD1. She really is terribly wee. Then a quiet night in and Sunday am going out for lunch with my lovely friend in the village who walks the dog regularly. She's in her late 60s, but I hope I'm like her when I'm that age. So lovely and sparkly and just fun. I am taking her out for lunch with the girls as I owe her. We have an amazing gastro pub nearby, which is where I went with DH for my bday.
Rubes, I love the sound of Dubai. How marvellous. It is gorgeous here today, though. The washing has dried in double quick time, which is great.
DH playing tennis with a friend tonight, so I can revel in my delicious cauliflower cheese, which he thinks is a side dish. I think it's a whole meal. And it was given to me by a friend in the village who runs the gardens of a huge estate, so she always hands us fresh veg. Yummy!
V impressed with Italian interview, Lady. How do you manage it all?
Arti - how lovely to be so covered in poo. And you sound very zen about it. I hope you're just going to through his clothes away and soak yours in Vanish???
Last night I was SO uncomfortable with this baby. Its head seemed to be sticking into my ribs and it really bloody hurt. I think it's turned now. Phew.
I need something to eat. It's not me, it's the baby.