Beware the Crepes of March!

[QueenQueenie]

Well someone had to do it as my last post was number 999...

I did notice that he's very quiet in class, doesn't put his hand up, and doesn't get much attention. Based on the not-very-scientific sample of three classes. I fear he might just be overlooked, rather. Which I guess can be no bad thing, in some ways. But I don't want him to get bored/disillusioned quite yet!

In S&B news, I have once again transformed my wardrobe via Sainsbury's. I bought these v useful everyday boots for half price, a pair of blue suede loafers for £16, and a lovely blue snoody scarf with little balls on for £12. And some tights.

Nice boots - is £40 half price or is there a further bargain to be had?

£40 was full price! I got them for £20! And they've got nice spongy stuff in the soles...

And a missing F, Herbs. A missing F.

Herbs, you should have an S&B in Sainsbo's thread

I am soooooooo tired. Could this be meno - related? I am not sleeping any worse than usual

BTM - tiredness not good. Has it been like that for a while?

Gaudy trainers - no can do, I'm afraid. I look like I forgot to change my shoes after going for a run. My mega-stylish friend wears them, but then her cousin is Phoebe Philo who started to whole trend.

Good bargain-sniffing, Herbs. I have a £10 birthday voucher from dear old Johnny Boden burning a hole, but even while everything is 20% off it doesn't go far.

Regarding my interesting rash - pretty sure it's viral (looks like hives, all over my neck, arms and torso) as I've had it before. I might have to wear a burqa to work tomorrow or they'll run screaming from the building. Meanwhile, I have run out of tissues.

CV, I think I've been feeling more tired than usual since before Christmas. Maybe it is just old age! I am already taking iron and magnesium in addition to my BP and HRT pills...

And are you sure you're ready to go back to work?

BTM, I too am bone-wrenchingly tired. So tired today that I just want to go back to bed and cry. Cannot face cooking supper, and DP is out doing TMATSNBN so he obviously can't do it, and I just want to weep with exhaustion...

...but I've just found the fish-fingers in the freezer

It must be our age/meno?

Yep. And work. I was at the desk at 8am this morning.

MI it is for days like this that fish fingers were invented. Add packet mash and frozen peas….

Tired ladies….we don't look our age on the outside but we feel it inside. Tilly FBC and Thyroid function test? Maybe tweaking your HRT?

I am wanting a pair of dark coloured/black new balance type trainers that look ok with clothes other than work-out gear, iyswim. My constant ankle pain demands it, I think!

How come I haven't seen those boots in Sainsbos?, Herbs

It was for days like yesterday that pesto was invented too.

And - please clench your pelvic floors before reading this - I am churning out producing a jolly feature on keeping energised and razor-sharp, all day long. Ho yes.

Yesterday was a right barstid. Full of cold, I still dragged my sorry carcass across the country at some ungodly hour of the morning to practice jolly literacy and numeracy things with my "learner". I found out that we had directed study time after 2.30, which meant I could make Dd's parents' eve after all. So I rang her at 8.45am and got an earful of abuse for "messing about and making her look like a numpty". Got home at 4.30, went straight out for 2.5 hour parents eve marathon. Home to load the dishwasher and put the rubbish out. And sharpen my axe.

Stropps, that sounds like a massive pile of utter shit. I bet your 'calm under fire' approach was sorely tested. Hope your axe is sharpened.

I have a 2-week assignment to do in about 2 days. Dd wants to have 2 friends round for a sleepover on Friday and I have told her unless she cleans her hamster out, it's, not happening. Given that I will have to hoover everywhere and clean the bathroom at the very least and have nil time to do any of it, aibu to be fierce about his Royal Whiffyness. the rodent?
My version of the "Treat Your Own Back" book would be very short: one chapter, entitled "Don't do circuit training". My last class was on Thursday. Last Friday, I was hobbling around sqeaking to myself, the weekend was not much better, now it's down to a minor ouch.

Thanks, Herbs. The nice thing was that I found out that the 6 teachers that I spoke to (oh yes, how the other parents must hate me: 6 teachers = 2.5 hours of complex yadda-yadda, no waiting) were all lovely. The 2 biology teachers had gone home by the time I got there. Or maybe it's just they saw how long the chemistry teachers spent with me and decided to run away. Everyone's conclusion: quietest student they'd ever taught, very bright, rabbit-in-headlights look when asked anything, rarely does homeworkl, source of frustration and worry. Ho hum. One leant over and patted my hand and said "You are a very nice mum." I nearly blubbed. Square pegs and round holes were often mentioned.

I've got flu and am missing all sorts due to having to stay in bed all day. So mucho sympathy to other sick Crepeys.

Hooray for all good news...lovely boots...

You too, Molly? Blimey, we're a sorry lot.

Strops, you are a Superwoman. And a Very Nice Mum!

Ouch my dear crepey friends, you poor things. A virtual hot toddy and domestic fairy to you all.

Stropps, dd's teachers sound lovely, and yes you are and no definitely not about pongy rodent.

Chicken pox is caused by a virus (I speak as one who started the childbearing years with zero (0) antibodies to said virus - a nightmare involving needles aimed at my bottom, needles so vast they hid them from me while they rushed at me - it took some force - in a bizarre miniature jousting action. Urgh).

On a rare S and B note, I love Bravissimo bras and thank you all for opening my eyes to their glory after my years in the greying M and S wilderness. But I find after a few months, the wires pop out, working themselves up my chest till sometimes they emerge above my neckline. Is this normal? I never read washing instructions so if I've got to only wash them when the moon is full I am doomed.

Stropps I am in awe.

Stropps, what have I got to moan about after the day you had?! The teachers sound fab. And quite right about you being a lovely mum. And of course you are right to tell her to look after her rodent. (Yet another reason to not get a pet!)

DD is helping DS revise P1