Morning ladies
Also at the Trafford Center. I miss wandering around there, and manch city center. I think its probably because, when I'm wandering around there, i'm with DH. Well, I mean, when i'm doing that, its becasue we are staying with DH in his hotel. He's not wandering round with us
Cant say I enjoyed it a huge amount at the time, as we had to do it to get out... but looking back, it makes me feel happy, as I always knew we would be going back after shopping, to be with DH. Oh its made me feel really sad
We have been trying to work out how is best to be together with him on this new job. Booking up early is the key, and we can get cheaper flights than train tickets on some days. Problem is, he has two other jobs still running, so can not guarantee where he is going to be on specific days, making booking in advance very tricky.
Any one have any solutions??????
Isobel woke me up this morning, by plonking a bag of chocolate money on my face. she was very please with herself, it was in daddys bedside cupboard. Thank god she didnt dig any deeper in there
You should have seen her face when she found out she'd not only found a wonderful shiney bag of things, but htat when you took the wrappers off, they were chocolate and you could eat them!!! Her little face was an absolute picture! Total amazement when I unwrapped one ( at 7 am then, at about 8am, I'd dozed off again, she was watcing Cbeebies. Next thing I knew, I was being hit in the mouth very hard with a book. It didnt half bleed. I didnt know what was going on for a few minutes, totally stunned. Blood everywhere. I thought i might need stitches but it stopped eventually. I look like i've been boxing though
Bless her little heart, she was horrified at all the blood pouring out of my mouth. she just kept trying to kiss my mouth.
I ought to go, I've just heard some mischevious laughing coming from her bedroom and she's nudey doody at the moment.... probably another poo incident involving floors and doors.. but thats another story!!!
So, have had breaky all ready:
half bowl of porridge.