November 2012 - Roll call!

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Don't blame ya.

Haha PR I very nearly had the same thing happen to me - only after a dodgy oyster. After a v posh dinner an ex and I had gone to a v posh champagne bar in Primrose Hill - I literally just made it onto the loo but my knickers were a gonner! The noise was like that scene with Spud in trainspotting! All the posh birds must have been at me dashing in to a cubicle like my arse was on fire to then produce what sounded like an artillery salvo! It happens.

Ugh. Oysters are the devil's food.

I unfortunately got no warning either time. Not even a fart or cramp. Just happened. Twice in my life and luckily the most recent being ikea car park so shouty running perfectly forgivable.

Nope. Mwah.

Love the quiche

Come on people. More shitting yourself embarassing stories please. Or others. Will not post again until EVERYONE has given me an embarassing story to make up for my ikea mishap.

Can't think of anything PR but I suspect that's selective memory more than anything else.

I have shat myself once. I was about 6 maybe. My bowels are a bit more reluctant nowadays. I have had close calls though. If you like I could head off into the red light district and eat some dodgy hot dogs? I reckon that would do it

And oysters are the phlegm of the devil.

Being 6 does not count. Sorry pass. Have a hot dog.

Ok. Embarassing experiences can involve stuff other than the squits.

Help me quiche. I call on you to relieve me of my

I've remembered one!

As a student teacher I was teaching a class and had a bit of a sore stomach. I was wandering around the room letting out little silent pumps which were just coming all the time. I eventually got to the loo and realised that they weren't just pumps. I had been pooing orange slime! No joke - I had a weird food poisoning and the orange stuff was just coming out of me. I had to walk home from school knowing that I was pooing myself all the way home.

There!

Ahem, it happened to me once. On a 10 hour bus trip in Peru with no toilets on board. Infact only toilets for the entire journey were buckets next to the road where you wer handed 1 sheet of toilet paper and the owner of said bucket would hold a toilet in front of you so that the rest of the bus couldn't watch.

The first poo fart luckily happened while I was hovering over a bucket. Not so lucky with the second. Had to sit in my own poo for about 4 hours. I wish my mind could erase this memory.

Owners held a towel not a toilet.

A toilet would be mean, taunting you with what you so needed but could not have!

I started my period when I started secondary school. I was In Denial for ages as I didn't want to grow up. So I never kept track of them and never knew when I would come on.

One day I. English class it happened. There was blood all over the back of my skirt and the chair. I managed to cover it by wrapping my cardy round my waist and fashioning a homemade pad out of toilet paper. Then I shuffled round for the rest of the day.

Needled to say when I have the talk with dd1 this summer I will be making her up a special girls box, full of everything she needs for a few months worth and a calendar to mark the days. I don't want her to have to do that!

What a day I had yesterday.
Fh woke up hang over. I shouted.
I went to out oct13 bus big meet up. Was lovely. I went childless and some of us went out for dinner after. Really nice. Couples from all over the place.

Then came home and fh wanted to talk. Pil had spoken to him. Not happy about my shouting. But did say it's his fault and he needs to sort himself out.

He was having a drink when he said this to me but not drunk. Let's see if he makes an effort to change.

Did the Pils acknowledge that it was his fault? Or was that just him saying it was his fault?

Does he ever have a nights sleep without a drink?

How often does he drink GT? Is it possible that he doesn't realise he has a problem so he's just saying things to try and keep you happy without seriously believing he needs to do something about it?

I don't have a shit related story but several period related ones. My cycles used to be really irratic, there was no way I could keep track of them. When I was in secondary school I went to margate with a group of friends. in amongst this group was a boy I really fancied. It was a really hot day and I was wearing a white shorts jumpsuit. We went paddling and I went in a bit too far, almost up to my waist. Whilst I was in the water unbeknown to me I came on my period. As we were getting out my friend quietly informed me that pretty much my whole behind was covered in blood. I ran to a nr by toilet and tried to mop myself up and dry my jumpsuit as much as possible. Not easy when you are wearing white and leaking blood. I had to wear my friends cardigan tied round my waist for the rest of the day and just spent the whole time being suitability embarrassed.

There was also another incident at a bon jovi concert. I was on the shoulders of a stranger

Have to admit that being a teen and coming on must be so mortifying. I was always scared of that.

He drinks almost every night. He has breaks when he does night shifts or the occasional regular night. Many 1every 10 days.

Pil told him he drinks too much and they understand why I get so angry. But they don't like us arguing and me shouting. That the only way this will stop is if he stops drinking.

His solution to us not arguing is setting up a lay in rota. As that's what usually triggers the argument. I'm tiered so go off on one. He doesn't realise that when he is sober I let him lay in longer. And I'm angry because he is drinking all the time. But maybe this is a baby step.
I know I need to stop the shouting. As I need pil on side. I need to make changes over what I have control over before I can change them and him.

You know the bedding in ikea used to be a different, special ikea, size? Is that still the case? And if not is it any good?

You are right gt shouting won't really get you anywhere and actually is not good for you or the children. A lay in rota is a good idea, so you have clear days on when he needs to be responsible (and what he needs to do to be responsible) You prob need to treat him like a child. I wonder if he is not clear as to what he should be doing/ what you want from him, he just knows when he doesn't do it because he gets shouted at. If you can clearly let him know what you expect and when, instead of him having to read the signs himself and come to the right conclusion then it might be a start.

Me and DH never really argue, and last week or so I was a bit overtired and upset about something ( I did mention it on here) and we had a discussion. It really wasn't even an argument, but I was a bit teary. Anyway I went to check on Ds1 after and he had dug out (he keeps it in his bedside table, because he likes it) the Christmas card that DH had sent me ( it has two gingerbread men on holding hands and says wanda and DH ) and had it tucked by his head on his pillow. That upset me more.

So that is the last time I will ever have any discussion like that while the kids Are awake.

I know wanda. Arguing in front of kids gets to me. I'd hate to normalise it for them.
Oh no. H has raided the cereal cupboard again.

I love Ikea bedding. I always check measurements as they do seem to vary sometimes, but I get my single duvets from there anyway. They wash up really well, colours are still bright after many years.

I was looking to get some king size bedding. are they different?