lol@getting up time. Well...it goes something like this of late:
LO starts kicking me around 5.30am. Wake up and contemplate getting out of bed and decide not to. Just as that thought leaves my head, I hear mad spaniel downstairs start to scratch the kitchen door to go out (he's psychic or psycho or both). Decide easier to get up, feed him, dress, do the medicine stuff, eat, put on washing, feed DSS and get toe up his backside to get ready for school, start work - which is when I'll probably log on to Mumsnet. Hence why my time stamp appears to be an ungodly hour!
I said to DH this morning - he still being in bed at 8.20am - I think this is the shape of things to come with LO getting me up so early??!
Easyjet . Think cattle class and £5.00 for a sandwich. OOh and I don't think they do much with cabin pressure as last time I flew with them I was deaf by the time we landed. However, they ARE cheap
Oh how I wish I could eat sushi. Just the mere thought of it has me dribbling like a baby with red cheeks and sore gums
Ok, two totally unrelated items to bring up today:-
Roxy pregnant? WTF? (what WAS that pregnancy test she used btw? Was it sponsored by St George with the whopping big cross on it??)
Anyone brave enough to watch the abortion programme on telly last night? I looked at DH, he at me and I flicked it over. Nuff said. Would be interested to know if it was factual though or just knee jerk stuff.
I'm actually doing lots of work today as I feel SO motivated. Plus I've got the best of Morrissey on the CD player and I sooooooooo loves that man.
happy, happy, happy......