Bacon sarnies in suspenders, jacket strokers, coffee with a small 'c' and LOTS of Coffee with a capital 'C' it's dating thread 32

[lulubellaboozle]

Thought I take the liberty of starting us off again ...

I know I have to clean the kitchen floor and cant be arsed

Bulmers

Straight from the bottle

Interesting (Ike rubs chin) Ill try that next week since I have retched on other available options this week.

Shite Lightening is your tipple of choice then 48---that'll strip the enamel off yer teeth.

Juliette - do they have a script ? My 17 uses precisely those words to express his disgust at my pisspoor catering/maternal skills.

juliette DD- are you opening another bottle of wine? yes, I am stressed to fuck by your dad being here

my Xmas message I might pop in tomorrow if I need to vent about arseface ex I hope your day is merry and bright! :)

Juliette - you mean to tell me you actually made noise? In your own kitchen in your own house? And ate your own cake? Lady, you are heinous.

Horrible to live with someone who carries on like that. I worry about the same thing with my two - there's no one else there to show them that the boundaries are normal and it's their behaviour which is wrong.

Ike which bloke with a yacht? I'm losing track now.

Dark golden blonde is not good. It's mouse. How can I get rid of it? Wash it fourteen times or put a different dye on top?

OWW ask on Style and Beauty, they'll know, although I think Head & Shoulders is supposed to strip colour out.

My worst hangover in recent memory was after Amaretto Night - deary deary dear, won't be doing that again in a hurry.

Juliette you have my complete and total sympathy. However, I'm afraid I am still the worst mother in the world so no crown for you. Fuck it, he's 18. Give him a tenner and tell him to go buy his own damn cake and sausage rolls.

Last night I was drinking Smirnoff Ice - not enough alcohol. Tonight I'm just having a wee glass of Baileys. Tomorrow when the kids go to ex in-laws for Christmas lunch I intent to eat the rest of my apple pie and ice cream. For lunch. In my pyjamas. And probably more Baileys.

But right now I'm just booorrrreeeedd!!!! Gah.

Ike I did wave the defrosted pack of filo pastry at him as I shoved it back into the fridge. I have had a few words.

We have developed a tradition of having a lot of favourite snacks picnic style on the living room floor every C eve and he has always loved it. This year nothing is good enough. For now, I'm going to settle down with the last episode of Homeland and fizzy (woohoo!) mineral water. After that, we'll see.

Unbefuckinglieveable. He has just put his head around the door and asked if he can go to his mates tomorrow as "he is on his own with his sister and nephew". . No, the friend (who is back from the US for C) and sister and any randoms can come here if he wants to see him.

Then I used the death stare.

It is very quiet here and boring. No one is texting or phoning. Very very quiet. I am in the front room and can hear my fridge at the back of the house. Need music or tv but CBA.

Uh oh. Am bored enough that I am contemplating sending a wee "Merry Christmas" to Mr60. That is a bad idea. Bad. Bad yoga.

Oh yachtman is noone to get excitied about...just someone I know fron the pub kinda thought he had a bit of a crush on me. Total opposites really he's a very well off businessman with a bit of a fluffy comb over combo thing going on..not for me. Obviously my rendition of the Gagnam Style dance did not put him off...

yoga step away from the phone.

I know how you feel though. I'm home alone and it's an odd feeling knowing I won't be there when the kids wake up tomorrow morning...

Noooo Yoga step away from the phone.

This is the problem with Christmas Eve. Definitely a DNT (do not text) night although not as bad as new year's eve.

Oh OWW I know what you mean the sound of the central heating pipes and my keyboard tapping is the only noise in this house...

I have just escaped upstairs to get away from my dad. He is sitting in my living room getting drunk. Not saying anything to me, not doing anything I ask him to do instead he is drinking can after can watching something about the spice girls.

I have had to escape because I feel like I am going to bounce one of his cans off his head and I don't think that would be a nice thing to do in Christmas Eve! I wish he would just try to make conversation or something but no silent supping is the order of the night. Oh sorry I did ask him to put recycling in bin outside. I just opened back door and he had literally opened the door and threw everything outside. Bottles, boxes, jars, you name it is now strewn all across my garden.

However i know the real reason for my bad mood is because I don't want to be here with my dad. I want to be here snuggled up to my husband whilst our 2 beautiful children sleep upstairs in their lovely beds waiting to see what santa has brought them. My husband is instead snuggling up with a stupid cow of a woman and between them they have tore my family to shreds.

I hate Christmas

Feeling very 'relaxed' here. If a little vague.

There is nothing quick and easy about cheese and crackers. Grrrr!

Woah No Pain! What is your father doing?????Hey for what its worth my kids are with the OW and my ex H but I cannot let my mind stray there tonight..

Nomore Wish I could give you a big hug!

48 - I'd love a hug. Really, really, really love one. My kids have got me through today and I miss them so much now there are asleep.

Wish I hadn't invited my dad round. He is making me feel even worse. I might start some ironing!!

Nomore sending a virtual hug too. I am home with my two teenagers who are both shut away in their rooms. Can't remember the last Christmas Eve I spent like this, feels very odd.

nomore hug from me if it's ok from a weird bloke on the Internet .