Teachers training days are great arnt they **Hint - I was being sarcastic** In one of my less intelligent moments I decided cooking would keep children happy.
Lets just say we will be eating fairy cakes for days and the kitchen will never be the same again.

Whilst the kids were eating their creations I spent the afternoon counting pennies - I kid you not! We are saving every penny to go on our holidays, we are driving to Spain (yes I know thats mad)

I have to have a house sitter because I have a plant to water - Yes I know its random but I have kept a plant alive for more than two weeks and thats a miracle for me. All hail Sarah's Basil!!!

I also did alot of this ......

Because on my way to Spain I want to stop here ...

I am just one big kid, I am sooooo excited - I havent told the kids yet, its a surprise

On an out of the blue visit to Morrisons (as part of our blatent refusal to shop at Tesco) last weekend we stopped at the fish counter. The fish monger was an enthusiastic little man who inspired us to try something different. Bad move .... we ended up buying some of these little lovlies!

I have no idea what I was thinking!! No they are not prawns they are langoustines and are supplied raw in their shells. By the time we got home we had forgotton how to cook them so decided to steam them.

This was also a bad idea as not only meant we could hear the shells cracking but we could see the eyes boiling. By the time they were ready Gary was already on the phone to the local chinese in a blatent refusal of having anything more to do with them, I on the other hand refused to give up without a fight. So armed with a pair of yellow gloves decided it was time to crack them open and see why they were so special (they did cost us £5 for 6)

Well lets just conclude by saying they weren't for me, anything with eyes should be left alone, the fish monger at Morrisons is a bit of a fibber (they were not the best food I ever tasted!!) and I am most definately not going to win any cooking competitions .... ever.

Race for life?? Yes I ran, it was humid, it was raining, I got wet and nearly killed myself trying to beat my daughter's snooty teacher. Ha ... eat my dust Miss!!! We got around in 57 minutes which wasnt too bad considering we walked most of it whilst commenting on everything from the woman in fronts pink daisy covered shorts to world peace! It was emotional ok!! I got a medal though that was good, and sadly I wore it most of the day.

In other news today I travelled on a bus!! Now this may not seem strange to you but to me this is a major thing. I hate buses and pride myself on the fact I wouldnt know where to stand to catch one. OMG it cost me £1.30 to travel 2 miles, what a rip off. Apparently if you travel on buses you have to be prepared to discuss the weather with as many old people as possible... And some bloke (middle aged not old ) ruffled my hair and grinned as he walked past me!!! Is this some kind of bus riding initiation? I am confused. Thanks to the bus driver though - he was most helpful when I just got up from my seat and declared I wanted to get off now despite there being an obvious lack of bus stops. I like being difficult.

No the dentist didnt kill me in some freak drill accident - I am alive albiet with a chesty cough from hell (and no .. Mum I will not see a doctor only to be told it's bloody viral!!)

When the dentist told me she was going to do the filling without the injection I started shaking uncontrollably but truth be told - it was ok. It didnt cause massive amounts of pain and I will live to eat the usual bag of nuts at Christmas time.

Sunday I do the race for life. It started out as a bet between my sister Emily and me. We permanently have some bet going, anyway as time has gone on we have both failed to keep up the "go to the gym really often" bet and the "lets lose a stone" bet so now we are totally screwed when it comes to Sunday. I have been fortunate enough never to know anyone with cancer but when I looked into the race I felt hypocritcial just doing it for a laugh.

And even worse was the fact that a close friend of mine has just found out her Dad has cancer, and this really upset me, I cant imagine what they are going through as a family right now. So this weekend I will race for Stewart, otherwise known as Jilly's Dad. Wish me luck because I am sooooo gonna need it.

http://www.raceforlifesponsorme.org/SarahRees

Because I am stressing about this afternoons pending visit to get that filling done, here are some pictures we took on a family visit over the weekend to Pembrokeshire.

She splattered blood all over my face - and even worse it was my own blood. Today was my first trip to the dentist since the practice changed hands. Its changed from a one dentist welcoming enviroment to a super sterile stainless steel business run by many female straight talking emotionless 6ft twenty something's.

It was a daunting experience. The first thing that bothered me was the empty waiting room! Then there was the abrupt bedside manner. "Turn head", "Rinse", "Open mouth". After my check up she concluded (loudly) that I need a filling (which I knew) and that another appointment had to be made.

Could she let me walk away empty handed? Oh no, she decided a descale and polish was in order. And so it began. I think she missed my teeth altogether because seriously my gums have never bled that much (and my teeth look no different) It took three tissues to wipe the blood from my face and five rinses to get rid of the awful taste. My gums are now purple.

And crap I still have to have the filling next week. That's one to look forward too then!!

In the last couple of weeks I have discovered to my horror that I dont know everything. As a Mum to a seven and five year old surely I should at least know the following.

On the subject of ladybugs, I discovered they can bite. Really this had never occured to me before. An in depth discussion with Joanna led to me looking it up to prove her wrong and then hurrying away to do 'Mum stuff' when I discovered she was right.

A few days and a geography lesson later I explain to her that we dont get earthquakes in the UK and what happens the next day? How unreal was that? I have also told her we dont have volcanos here but suddenly I am not so sure.

As well as this....

Giving children more space to play in doesnt mean less mess it means more! I need say no more.

Buying said children a keyboard for christmas was not encouraging creativity it was encouraging headaches.

And Rice Krispie cakes are not a quick, easy and tidier way to 'cook' with your children.

One of the kids teachers is getting married. He is a quiet man and doesnt like fuss so the school decided to push the boat out. They secretly arranged for the whole school to dress in wedding outfits. For the morning they arranged a service and in the afternoon a reception.

It was a beautiful sight to see two hundred children dressed as smartly as can be. I am not sure if it was appropriate but they told all the children they were going to join in a toast, They popped open a bottle of bubbly and then sneakily swapped the bottles and gave them all sparkling water.

Then even more inappropriately every adult there (including myself) was handed an ample glass of the real stuff - But you wont catch me complaining as it was the first drink I have had in a month.

In other news my daughter has developed a disturbing obsession with volcano's and the unfortunate fate of Pompei. She wants to know all the gruesome details - She so takes after her mother.

Has anyone else tried these get paid to surf things? Was just wondering, I signed up for this one
Adbux It seems ok. I guess I am just looking for the next big internet thing as I am bored of Myspace and everything else thats grabbed my undivided attention for .... oooo two days.

So what is it that everyone else is doing online? Am I missing out on something big? Is anyone else getting bored of blogging and all the other things that were big for a bit. I heard about this second life but decided I couldn't as a 31 year old wander around an internet world pretending that I wasnt in an elaborate chat room with lots of spotty teenagers (no offence intended)

So now I end up doing boring grown up stuff online (and no it doesnt involve porn) I check the news and the weather and my bank account and this is just too boring for words.

What happened to the old internet? Where I would stay up til 2am and to hell with it if I couldnt get up to get the kids to school the next day.

Yesterday my sister bought the kids a goody bag each, the type that come with toys and sweets. Ethan's contained a boomerang, which he was most thrilled with. However this morning after many, many attempts he discovered that no matter how he threw it, it was never going to return to him. This really bugged him and after some intensive thought he decided that this was not on, The boomerang would return to him. So he dissapeared for five minutes and came back with his boomerang, He had tied string to it and sellotaped it down (just in case!!)

He then went out side, held onto the string and threw it as hard as he could and yanked it back with the string. Cheerfully he declared to me "There, see I fixed it". He hasn't played with it since.

I am Senne (after Ayrton Senna) and am staying here with my Mammy, Posh. As you can see I am a bit of a poser.

I am Chloe and I have gone to my new home where I know I will be spoilt. I am a true lady, I take after my Mum.

I am Tigger and I have gone to my new home, They already have a cat called Sam, But he's old and weak I reckon I can take him.

My name is Daisy (and I cant sit still) I am very outgoing. My Mum said she hopes whoever has me has alot of patience because they are going to need it!!!

My name is Angus, I am big and hard so dont mess with me. I am going to be a Lion when I grow up and eat dogs.

CUTE KITTEN WARNING - This blog will soon contain more pictures of extremely cute kittens which are likely to make you go "Awwwww". Said kittens will be leaving the premises on Sunday so daughter has been making sure that ample pictures have been taken. You have been warned.

I swear I cleaned the bathroom this morning but if you went in there right now you would never believe I have. There is sand in the bath.. SAND.. I mean where the freaking hell did sand come from?? Next to the sink is a sweet tub full of blue coloured water and in the sink there is lots of multi coloured toilet paper. There are pencil sharpenings on my newly hovered carpet and toothpaste on the toilet seat. The scarey thing is the kids were only up there ten minutes so imagine the destruction they are capable of. I am 100% positive that school holidays were invented to discover if parents could get through them without killing the kids!

Ethan is currently creating the worst noise because he cant find a big, medium small sized box and Joanna has already changed 3 times this morning claiming she has to look fashionable (whilst declaring that boys just dont understand girls!!!)

Even worse is the fact that its only day 3 and they have just eaten sugar filled lollipops - If I dont make it out alive I want a big expensive funeral (REALLY expensive - because I'm worth it!!)

So I blame lack of life for lack of blogging, but hey, looks like I'm not the only one - Blogging seems to be going out of fashion, I notice a good few of my reads have decided to stop writing and everyone seems to be waiting for the next big (internet) thing. So because I am in a rush heres the last two weeks in point form.

Kittens began to make noise... not good.

In work they tried to give us training on how to play playground games with the children, they sent a newly qualified teacher to do this - needless to say we had a laugh and he went home very stressed. Serves them right - I know how to play tag!!! I was a child once!!

Kittens found out how to get out of their basket .... bad.

Hubby moved jobs and is now working alot harder than ever before, I see him even less but I know he will enjoy the challenge and do really well.

Kittens discovered how to walk .... Very bad.

They decided it was time to tarmac our driveways in the culdesac which meant six houses each with two cars argueing over places to park. Tempers flared and there was car chaos.

Kittens waddle quickly all over the place ... nearly squashed one yesterday... damn furry things!

Joanna lost her two front teeth, and then lost one of them, causing a whole house search only to find it ... you will never guess where... yes under her pillow!!!

Kitten got stuck behind litter tray and howled loudly

And finally apart from a kitten dominated life we are all looking forward to Joanna's birthday this weekend - Our first born turns seven. and it seems like only yesterday she was born, Time flies.

There has plenty happening around here (I think) but through most of it I have been asleep, I have had tonsilitus, chest and ear infection which has taken what seemed like forever to go - I must have taken every penicillin tablet in Llanelli. But hey ho - I am feeling normal again and all I have to worry about is a pending night out with the girls from work where (rumour has it) the local nutcase wants to have a go at me because I am her most hated person of the month. Its a long boring story so I wont go into it.

Almost two weeks ago Posh the cat gave birth to five beautiful little kitties all black and grey. So here are some pictures for you to enjoy.

Awww two days old

Told you they all looked the same - 5 days old

8 days old

"You lookin at me?" 15 days old and very alert.

SO there we go - kitten pictures.

I am not a patient person so when I discovered that the cat was pregnant I was glad it was only 65 days I would have to wait to have lots of little kitties around. Only problem is I have no idea when the 65 days started so I awake every morning wondering if she has popped them out!

She is irriated by it all now and waddles everywhere and has to sit down on the journey from the living room to the kitchen because apparently its just too far. I have to keep all doors closed especially upstairs because if she decides to give birth under Ethan's bed he would flip. He cant sleep with the light off, He would have no hope with kittens under his bed.

So we all wait and wait and wait, Joanna is as impatient as me. Please be in the next few days - I just want to get it over with.

Some things really bug me! I dont feel strongly about many things but this is one of them. Our local council has decided yet again that they will, by whatever means get rid of the small business and move in the big business.

When we moved to Llanelli six years ago, it was a nice friendly town with a vibrant town centre and a small out of town shopping facility. In the years since it seems like where ever there is green they have built on it. Initially I saw this as progress but now it just seems like we have a council intent on forcing our town into a mass of large shopping chains. The small out of town shopping facility has been rebuilt closing most of the shops that were there before and making it gridlocked on a weekend due to a badly designed car park.

This has had the knock on effect on the town centre and shops are closing on an almost weekly basis - unfortuanely all small retailers. And now the council have decided to develop the eastern quarter of the town (neglecting the town centre market which has been in need of refurbishment for as long as we have lived here) To do this they have a beautiful building in their way - A public house named the Island house, This once listed building is over 200 years old and they apparently cannot find a way of incorporating into their plans for yet more steel frame buildings housing yet more mega stores. So they want to compulsory purchase without regard for those who own it, those who take a living from it, those who enjoy visiting it and those who enjoy seeing it as they enter the town. I feel disgusted beyond belief.

If you get a moment please sign the petition here thanks.

I have done something really silly and signed up to race 4 life This isnt silly because it raises millions for Cancer research, or because 800,000 women will take part in the 5k run, It is silly because I am what doctors would call morbidly obese and have trouble getting to the top of the stairs without a break!

However my recent trips to the gym and competitiveness with my sister Emily have promted us to set ourselves a target in which we may just possibly get a little fitter or a little lighter. The big day is on 17th June so I have a few months to prepare.

This is my page if you want to check it out.

I get the feeling I have let myself in for a serious eye opener as to how unfit I actually am, but on the bright side I shall be raising money whilst I do this and possibly help someone out there who needs it.

Lately I have been all busy busy busy. An inspection at the school meant lots of rules and regulations had to be learnt word perfect. An obsession with the gym has helped me drop 8lbs without having to diet (which is excellent) Massive amounts of the white stuff literally meant having to ski in the car to the school to get the kids and wheel spin all the way home (which was fun ) and half term this week means having two bored kids moping around the house like they dont own a single toy!!

Last weekend was Ethans birthday and his party was at the local wetlands - which lived up to its name because it tipped down the entire time. In the end I couldnt have cared less if the ducks were hungry because it was blowing a gale and I was getting soaked.

Ooo I just upgraded to the new blogger - isnt it much easier and quicker to add pictures - about bloody time I say.

Devastatingly I shall be 31 on Sunday - How time flies when your having fun eh!?!

My god doesnt time fly when your your throwing up with stomach bugs? Yes I have slept more in the last week than in the last month and have lost half a stone as well (which you wont hear me moan about) Lets just say I wont be eating chicken curry again in a hurry!

Ethan has become a social creature and has something planned for every night of the week which is also keeping me busy. I feel like I should get a "Mums taxi" bumper sticker for the car. You know your old and sad when your four year old has more of a social life in one week than you have had in years!!! Whilst I was in work today I asked him what he was playing with his friends, He replied..

"Dont you know?... We are playing powerful flying pumpkins"

Silly me eh?

As well as this Joanna randomly asked me who would win if the sofa, the table and the wall had a war!!!! Answer me why I actually considered for a moment who would win?

In other news Posh the cat is expecting her first babies - Great more mouths to feed and more mess - I cant wait!!!!

Do you like my hat?

Now usually I don't take an instant dislike to many people however on Wednesday we travelled to Bristol to have our photo make over. Now I was already dreading this enough without having a make-up artist that believed that a woman without make-up was like Las Vegas without casinos!

I then had to endure a barrage of insults which she thought to be totally justified, for example "You shouldnt blame your kids for you being to lazy to look after yourself and apply make-up" .... "You should wear make-up even around the house" .... "One day you will go back to work and you dont want to join the work force looking like that" By this point I was ready to shove her make-up brushes up her ... well you get the picture.

On the whole though the experience wasn't as bad as I had had nightmares about and I managed to come out of it with no-one saying "Your too fat too photograph" or laughing out loud at the very idea of me posing seductively. I think they may possibly be the best photographs of me ever taken.

If you want to see some of the pictures just click on my flickr where you can also find my Christmas pictures and the hilarious attempts of my jealous six year old who was devestated she didnt get to have a make over photo shoot especially since according to her photos of her are "sooo beautiful" I kid you not - thats ego for you huh?

I am just about recovering from Christmas and decided to take Joanna with me on a quick browse around the sales. Lets just say this was a mistake. Not only did her shopping skills put me to shame, they also made her 19 and 21 year old Aunty's look inferior. I mean where does a 6 year old learn to colour coordinate and pick the right clothes for 'perfect pink' nail varnish?

What did I get for Christmas? A gym membership from hubby - His polite way of saying perhaps you should lose a few pounds .... which I had fully intended to do so it actually will come in handy.

I also had a poker set which resulted in a drunken poker night with £40 in 10p pieces flying around the table and ultimately made my sister alot richer and me alot poorer.

Amoungst many gratefully recieved gift vouchers (which we asked for to finish kitting out the house) I recieved (as did my other sisters) a voucher for a make over photoshoot thing at this place from my mother. Hmmmm I guess this is punishment for avoiding photos of any kind since I was 12. Seriously I would rather have more wisdom teeth pulled than have photos taken but I will enjoy the makeover thing. There is not enough airbrushing in the world that would make me look like any of the photos on that website, but hey with any luck it will only be my Mum that will ever see it!!!!

Our new years celebration is a meal out with friends and the kids at the local Brewers fayre And will probably mean drunken parents filling their mouths with the ice cream machine again and running around launching smarties at each other. Personally I will br driving because I refuse to pay £45 for a taxi home on new years eve.

Happy new years to you!

I am burried in wrapping paper and sticky tape. The house is a mess, the cupboards are filled to bursting point and everyone is home with no plans to go anywhere.

I love the feeling when everyone is so excited waiting for Christmas to arrive. I have hardly been online at all so may I take the chance to wish you a happy Christmas, a drunken new years (if thats what you like) and a restful new years day.

I am sure I will blog then making my endless list of new years resolutions that I have no intention of keeping, until then I hope you get plenty from Santa. Merry Christmas x x x

Someone must have nicked a month from me because suddenly its Christmas and I am sooo unprepared. I appreciate the shops put their decorations up about 8 weeks ago and so I have had some notice however I looked at the calender this morning and it's the 5th December already.

So last night I did what needed to be done and spent a fortune on Ebay buying pressies and then spent an hour and a half writing Christmas cards to people I havent seen since last Christmas.

Tonight I will probably start the soul destroying job of packing the children's presents. This usually starts with a glass of wine, a bar of chocolate and some nicely packed presents and ends with an empty bottle of wine, a half drunk Sarah and wrapping paper cellotaped to said toy in any way remotely possible.

Daughter has been chosen to be an angel (one of about ten) in the school play and is consequently unbearable to live with as she gets to wear a pretty outfit in front of the whole school. Meantime 1st December meant boy was out of bed at 5am to get the first chocolate out of his calender, he is so over excited I wonder if he will make it til to Christmas without exploding.

So we are finally moved and more importantly reconnected to the internet. No there is no time delay - I got connected ages ago - I have just been to lazy to blog. The house is lovely and for those that care - detailed pictures (mainly for Natalie) are on the left.

With moving so close to christmas I realised I have to at some point buy presents which I never usually leave this later thus resulting in one panic stricken mother. Every child has to pick one present that you can never find, This year it has been the limited edition yellow power ranger outfit - which I have had to search the entire world for. And who could forget the elusive Barbie and Tanner I hear it is getting taken off the shelves as a dog that does its business everywhere is apparently a bit controversial. Perhaps everyone missed the fact that we have had peeing and pooing dolls everywhere for years.

Other than the usual christmas carnivals (getting soaked waiting for loads of half drunk rugby players and santa go past on a lorry) Christmas Fayres (where other mums slag each others cakes off) and christmas concerts (where reluctant parents are forced to attend school services to see their kids sing one song) there is not much else to report.

Oh and the woman across the road has put up huge amounts of christmas lights and decorations, she says her boys love them!!!! fair enough ... but her "boys" are two dogs!!!!!

Sooo this is it, Tommorrow is moving day. All hell has all ready broken loose. I have so much to do its unbelievable and there can never be enough hours in the day.

The carpets go down tomorrow and my new dishwasher arrives on Monday, Gary is stressing so much I think his head will explode soon. The kids as always take it all in their stride and only wonder how the move will interfere with their social lives.

The scariest part of all is not only will I not have sky TV for an entire week after moving in but I will have no phone line, and we all know what that means ....WTF am I going to do without the internet.

Cue sad music......*walks away, head down... stops... looks back* I will be back someday, until then enjoy life. x x x

I am burried in boxes with the assumption I will be moving this weekend, although our solicitor isn't spending an awful lot of time getting things done and is being extremely unhelpful generally. Grrrr I tell you if I ever see her out in town after a few drinks!!!!

Meantime two inset days means I have the kids home again ... Yipee. And hubby is driving me nuts .... just dont ask!!!!

We went and bought a plasma tv for the new house on Saturday - we spent a hideous amount of money on a tv that we will probably spend most of the time watching Scooby Doo on. Great huh. Nevermind whilst we were there hubby bought me a pressie - A dishwasher - I can hardly contain my excitement, what a wonderful gift to get a woman. As we were walking out of the shop he has the nerve to say "Dont expect anything for christmas"

Did you know Argos sell boxes? I was looking for toy boxes for the kids and came across these Given my present situation I thought I would take a look. £60 for boxes, I mean wtf, who would pay that?? I wonder if they ever sold any. Just go to the local corner shop. Yes I know thats completely random - Its been a long few weeks ok!!!!

Thats all I can think about is my new house at the moment. I eat, breathe and sleep whilst thinking about how we are going to move all our junk and where the sofa is going to go when we do.

I havent quite got my priorities list sorted yet as I am currently more concerned about whether or not I will have broadband and Sky TV as compared to ... shall we say curtains and carpets.

I am also amazed by the fact that up until recently I prided myself on not being a collector of random junk. However when I started to pack I discovered that I had been infact stuffing it into cupboards, attics, garages and pretty much anywhere else I could find a space - The result so far has been 8 trips to the local dump with an absolute shitload of useless crap I never knew I owned.

I mean I know I must have been feeling maternal at the time but why would anyone keep 16 pairs of baby socks?? What for ?? Oh and also can I just say keeping every birthday card your child has ever had takes up a surprising amount of room and is totally useless ... As are calenders for 2002 and 2003 and also broken clocks!!!! What can I say I must have had my head up my arse at the time.

Solicitors suck, estate agents are arrogant and highly impolite, And morgage providers are some of the biggest crooks in the world. Valuations are just one big massive rip off and part exchanging your house ..... well dont even get me started on that. I tell you what I had better come out of this whole buying and selling thing with a mighty fine house or I will be really pissed.

In other news my sister has entered the world of living on beans and alcohol, being constantly skint and wearing dirty clothes - Thats right she has become a student. Leicester will never be the same again.

That said my mother seems to be coping well with the loss of her last born and has not (touch wood) been ringing me every available minute like I expected.

And continuing from my last entry with the stupid things your kids say - Mine have had some crackers this week.

Joanna: "If a tree falls in a forest on top of a boy and squishes him so he's dead ... Will the tree die???"

Ethan after being caught red handed at school throwing stones at the deputy head teachers car ... "I didnt do it"

Joanna: "Mammy .. what's a solicitor and why dont you talk to them like normal people?"

Apparently if you are driving a car it is impossible to hear what anyone in the back seat is saying, or so my kids must have thought when they had this conversation on the way home from school today.

Ethan "Just hide it from her ...she wont know"

Joanna "She already knows I took it to school, she told me if I did she would bin it when I got home"

Ethan "We arnt allowed to take toys to school - You will get a row for it"

Joanna "Only if you get caught, but I dont get caught .... like you!"

Silence

Joanna "I dont want her to bin it"

Ethan "I can just kill her"

Joanna "Your hands are too small"

Ethan "I will just wait till I am grown up and then kill her"

Joanna "She will be dead by then anyway!"

As you can imagine I am not impressed and needless to say there was a conversation afterwards. I dont know where a six and four year old would get such gruesome ideas.

After alot of thinking we have decided it's time to move on. The building that will be happening next door will mean alot of hassle for us and whilst I appreciate it wont go on forever, it will mean less light and space for us, It also means we will never be able to add the extension like we had always planned. So after nearly five years we are going to be moving.

After a visit to the estate agents last weekend the house is already up for sale and I feel just a little less secure. I am deliriously overtired having spend the last 24 hours cleaning (apart from 6 hours sleep) My arms ache and I have just said goodbye to our first prospective buyers who decided our garden was too small (Growing plants is highly over rated!)

The estate agents said it wont take long to sell and yet I have the feeling he says that to all his clients. I am pertrified of having nowhere to live if someone does buy this.

I am already stressed to the max and I havent even looked at a piece of paperwork yet. Blah. I refuse to move off the sofa tonight (I actually dont think I could if I tried) All that cleaning for bugger all.

I dont usually moan but for a moment I would just like to rant. Whatever I do at the moment someone decides it would be fun to rain on my parade. You see like so many other Mum's out there I still want to be Me! I still want to be considered a person and I still want to prove my worth.

I want to start a business and have had a couple of really good ideas lately and yet it seems that everywhere I turn there's a dead end. I havent found one helpful person yet in helping me get off the ground with three very different ideas, and that includes companies whose job it is to help me (WDA, Foothold etc) I know these ideas work successfully in other areas so I know they arnt rubbish, Its not as if I havent ran a business before so what is it??? What am I doing wrong.

On another subject a piece of land right next to my house which I have been trying to buy of the council for 5 years has just gone up for sale. They have put it up for sale despite denying to me that they even own it. Worse still is that they plan to force in 4 houses there, which will seriously crowd my house. I am annoyed because we have picked up litter there, sprayed their weeds and cut grass there for years to make the place look tidier, and now I am faced with months of building work, noise and mess.

Other than that I have totally spoilt my diet, I have a huge spot on my nose, havent had a decent conversation with anyone in days and have toothache from a wisdom tooth. My brain is so bored it permanently sleeps and there is still an entire two weeks of summer holiday left. There I think that just about covers it.

Mum, Natalie, Eloise and Emily - No need to ring me - I am sure everyone gets pissed off once in a while!!!!

Apparently sleep is just something I am not meant to get at the moment having hardly had any since Monday night. Tuesday Gary decided mistakely to text me in the middle of the night asking me if I was up. He was meant to be texting a work mate. Thing is he text the house phone which converts the messages to voice and then rings you until you answer the thing. Neither me or the children were amused and it was actually quite creepy hearing the eerie BT woman asking if I was up!!!

Wednesday night Gary was home. Aha now I hear you saying "I know what was keeping you awake then" ;) But no such luck! It was infact Gary's phone alarm at 3.30am playing Goldie Looking Chains Crazy dog repeatedley. And worse still we couldnt find the phone to switch it off. I was not amused, especially when his boss rung him at 6am as well.

Thursday night we had heavy rain and thunderstorms all night, enough said. What amazes me is that even after all this the kids are still full of life and ready to go another 10 rounds, me on the other hand well let me just say I really really like my sleep.

After an unfortunate row with Gary Saturday morning I exercised my right to be a complete biatch!! I made him grovel big time, which resulted in lots of retail therapy all on Garys credit card Yummy!!! Even though one of the things I ended up buying was school shoes for the kids!!

I have no other news as I have become a bit of a hermit, not even going out to do the shopping (aint Tesco.com great) I guess you get to week 4 in the summer holidays and you have pretty much run out of (patience ..Just kidding!!) things to do and places to go. I did spend 7 hours cleaning the kids rooms yesterday which was an eye opener I can tell you - Its disturbing what you can find under a 4 year olds bed.

Apart from that I plod on through every day watching endless amounts of childrens dvds and washing Joanna's six outfit changes a day, occasionaly looking out the window watching life pass by.

So someone tell me why there is only 24 hours in a day? And why it flies by for adults and yet 2 minutes for a child is like an eternity. Summer holidays are getting to be a slog and to be honest just having a pee in peace is beginning to sound really appealing.

On a personal level I am determined to achieve more within the next year - I feel ready for a new challenge and I am aiming for self employement. I am restless and need to be getting on with things. However the summer break means that even washing the dishes is posing a problem.

Gary has also had loads of work problems since we have been back from holidays which has meant he has had to move on. His new job meant buying another car and it was another bill we could have done without.

My children have, after digging out an old dvd, developed an obsession with Care bears which has already meant trapesing around car boot sales searching for virtually extinct toys. Joanna is after one particular one called Noble heart horse, so I went looking on Ebay look what one went for on there the other day. I mean why spend that on a teddy ffs. Tell me I am not wrong here.

Finally wooo hooo Jenson Button won a Grand Prix - And typically British he did it with style. Ooo and Gabriella where are you??? Your blog vanished.

Am I dead?? No, no, no, no. Is this one of those annoying blogs you pass by and wonder why the owner suddenly stopped posting.... maybe... No actually I have decided it's not, although I must admit I contemplated it.

We enjoyed the holidays (if you want details and pictures go visit the sister Natalie who wrote all about it.)

Apart from what she says my own personal experience was that both America and Canada are lovely places that I hope to visit again someday but after the week-long jetlag we had when we got home I do not wish to go back anytime soon.

As soon as that cleared up and I actually got my head back around routine the summer holidays have descended and it seems like I havent nor will I ever have a moment's peace again. So if I seem a slightly mad, quite mad or have completely lost my marbles over the next six weeks, well look at this way it will make for interesting reading. Every other Mum reading knows exactly what I mean right??

Well we have had hair cuts, packed toys and toothbrushes, and cashed in all Ethans penny's for Dollars. We are now ready to embark on our first ever holiday abroad as a family.

Are the kids excited? .... YES, Is the hubby excited?.... Unbearably!!! Am I excited? Well Duh - Of course I am.

I shall catch you all in two weeks - Happy blogging.

So is anyone else on My Space??? How addictive is it? I have only just created my site but after just a few days it has crept to the top of my favorites list. If you are on there add me as a friend please because I have none!!!! My link is on the left.

I am enjoying the lunchtime supervisors job. I am told by the class I supervise that I am the best in the world and that I should be a teacher as well. I would hazard a guess thats because I dont know all the rules yet and they are getting away with many a thing they shouldnt. Ethan saw me in the playground yesterday, and without any emotion said "Miss can I go to the toilet?" I was shocked - he totally blanked his own mother!!

And OMG panic panic 10 days and we are all going on our first ever holiday abroad as a family. I have lists of my lists of things I have to do. If I could just take everything in the house with me it still wouldnt be enough. Happy weekend all!!

Living in my house could never be described as boring. The last two weeks have been a mad hectic confusion involving travelling thousands of miles from visiting my sister in law in her college digs to travelling to France and Belgium over the weekend just for the sake of it. The new car hubby decided needs running in, so off we went (minus kids) for an extremely long spin. It was nice and fun and we really got a kick out of doing a Kate and Leonardo moment on the end of the ferry in front of loads of people, Some people have no sense of humour!!!

As well as this it was half term last week which meant various cake making afternoons, cress growing experiments and paddling pool/mud baths. I am not even going to go into the plaster of paris mould set thingy!!!

Sports day was eventful too with Ethan proving he has his fathers sporting abilities and competitiveness. This week is the summer Fayre - another greeeeat school event, Think I may sneak in a bottle of Vodka to make things go quicker for me.

And finally I have a job (Ok maybe job is a bit of an ambitious word to be using here) as a lunch time supervisor at the kids school. I keep wondering who the kids are talking to when they say Mrs Rees, Sounds to grown up to be me.

20 Days and I go to America - guess I better start packing or something then ;)

Last Saturday was a strange day. I woke up with a "Wouldnt it be nice if we all went out to dinner" feeling. I had this image in my head of a nice meal out with the kids and hubby which we would all enjoy - all Mother's get this mental picture - Its where the phrase 'quality time' was invented. And as all Mother's can tell you it's a deluded idiotic myth - there's no such thing.

My 'perfect family meal' predictably plummeted into a competition between my two children to see who could win 'Most disobedient child' award. And I can tell you it was too close to declare a winner. Joanna sulked through most of the meal, scowling and declaring as loudly as possible "I wont eat it, I dont like it, you cant make me eat it". Whilst Ethan persistently pointed at other people's food shouting "Ewww your food it yukky" I was suitably unimpressed - needless to say there were harsh words spoken later in the day.

I also made the very deadly mistake of mentioning to Gary that the windscreen wipers on the car needed replacing this week. Normally this would be fine, but apparently windscreen wipers for our Audi can only be bought at Audi and not in any normal car parts shop. I knew I should have got them myself - I can only compare it's effect to letting me loose in Cadbury world and saying "eat as much as you want!!" We never even got to the service counter before he had found a car to drool over. Shall we say the rest is history - shame the bill isn't. We pick our brand new car up on Saturday morning. I am excited, but not thrilled at the idea of spending the whole weekend driving around pointlessly.


This is what our new car will look like. 

Dearly Beloved

We are gathered here today to witness the passing of a special friend of the Rees household. One that has been with us through thick and thin, through babies and cats, through sickness and health.

Our friends passing was quiet and for that we are thankfull. He had reached the old age of nine, We celebrate his faithfulness and thank him for all he has done for us. Old friend you are gone but not forgotton.

It is with sorrow that I must say goodbye to my friend, My ever enduring washing machine, Mr Tricity Bendix 1000. Washing clothes wont be the same without you. RIP.


In other news take a peak on the left at the photos of the "Mum's garden excavation project" No cats were found (although that didnt stop me pretending to have found one to my sister - I am sick I know) And now that we have found the garden path Dad is suddenly interested in Gardens again - Dad likes his garden path - Dont ya Dad???

I mentioned to Gary in passing just over a week ago that my mother wanted him to sort out her garden. When she asked me to ask him the words "snowballs chance in hell" sprung to mind, However to my absolute astonishment he said yes, followed by "this weekend ok?"

Now you may be thinking what a good son in law to mow her lawns, However my Mother's garden is no ordinary garden. Not only is it 100 feet long, overgrown with brambles and 15 feet conifer trees but is also infested with Japanese knotweed. Which in short means you cannot find the garden path, see the shed at the bottom of the garden or even attempt to imagine what just bit your foot should you take one step in.

Seriously this garden makes the Amazon look good, Its so scarey they should make a film about it.

However bravely a team of four of us (Gary, Sister, Mum and Myself) fully equipped with industrial strimmers, gloves, scythes and other implements of destruction set forth last Saturday to endure what Mum's garden could throw at us.

(Just to clarify Dad has renounced all claim to the garden and fails to acknowledge it's exsistence)

I wish I had taken before and after photos to show you what we achieved in one day. Next weekend we have a machine coming to finish the job (or at least finish getting the undergrowth to ground level!!!)

Only problem is the garden doubles as a pet cemetry and we shall be digging up the remains of approximately 20 cats (we like cats ok!) a budgie and a hamster called Lara. I will try and get some pictures of our progress.

My dear hubby had a moment of weakness at the weekend and during that time I took full advantage of the situation and got him to buy me a laptop. Always wanted one - dont know why.

So then of course its no good having a computer without having the internet, its like having a broken tv. So yesterday my new wireless modem arrived and then followed ten and a half hours of fiddling, installing programmes, following instructions and then later on tantrums, swearing at the computer and a frustrated hunt in the kitchen cupboards for chocolate.

Finally its working and I am now blogging on my new laptop whilst comfy in bed. And I must say theres something strange about surfing the web whilst in bed, It kind of feels like when you first got the net and sleep was something you vaguely remembered doing before the discovery of Ebay and other such sites.

Last night I hardly got any sleep and by tomorrow shall probably be walking around in a zombie like daze, but screw that, anyone got any good sites that will amuse me and keep me surfing till late into the night???????

Today I was blessed with an unexpected visit from my Grandad and his best friend, which would normally be fine if it wasnt half term and I wasnt burried in endless amounts of mess.

My grandfathers friend I have only met a few times and today I learnt a valuable lesson - Dont ask old people how they are, because it will result in a half an hour conversation (of time you cant really spare) of babble about their health resulting in a 'lets bash the NHS' moan. "Fine thanks" would have worked so much better for me.

And I absolutely object to any old people, who arnt related to us in anyway, refering themselves as 'uncle' to endear them to children. Kids arnt stupid you know - Whoever thought they are is very very mistaken.

And one last thing, it is not polite to visit someones house and pull the cats tail just because its long, pretty and fluffy. I am not wrong about this am I? Poor Posh the cat was horrified.

It was however nice to see my grandad, he doesnt really visit often enough and I love him to bits.

Dear family centre

Did you stop for one second to realise how your "Staff training day" would effect our lives today. I mean I dont mean to be picky but since you are only open three days a week for a measly four hours did it not occur to you to pick one of the other four days of the week to sit around discussing how well your doing? (What you call training)

Did it not also occur to you that during the school holidays your centre would be busier? I mean where is your sense.

Now I have to put up with two bored children for the rest of the day who are dissapointed that they have walked all the way over to you to find you closed. Four year olds dont really understand "staff training" as an excuse.

OMG I have heartburn from hell this morning - And I havent eaten anything yet so go figure. I must have drunk about three litres of water and have taken tablets. So now I am trying to occupy myself with anything until they kick in hence the blogging.

Anyone else notice that Blogger has been an absolute pain in the arse today?? Bet ya have.

I finally have peace from my lovely but very strange children, Ethan decided to kiss all his money goodnight (and as he has over £3 in small change that takes a while) He has an abnormal obsession with money and I have no idea how to curb it.

And Joanna has successfully finished her first playstation 2 game (Crash Bandicoot Tag team racing) which means she is itching for a new challenge and a new game (which is costly)

Myself I have decided its that time of year to crash diet again and I am back on the slimfast. Hubby has decided to embark on the challenge with me - only problem is he will stick to it and I will end up cursing him in a few weeks time (look out for the rant on here shortly)

Have to go and do a ton of Ebaying now - Have been putting it off all day.

So its all change around here, I guess after the last post I figured I should put a bit more effort in. Thanks to all who emailed me and thanks to family members (who shall remain nameless) who told other family members who then lectured me on why I should be thankful and yes they are right....I should be.

I am feeling much more cheerful now - especially today, because last night after a week in hiding, the wart on my face fell off. (cue laughter) Yes this may not seem like much to you but having a huge witch wart on your face for nearly a year does nothing for your confidence. You seen the Austin Powers film and the mole scene - Well that was me. So I bought some special stuff from USA (because my doctor refused to give me anything) and the end result is today it is gone. So now my sisters nickname for me (moleeeee) is history.

In other news my sister got a seventies style haircut (she made the error of letting my mother cut her hair) I discovered there are only nine weeks till we all go to USA and crap I havent got the kids passports yet, Ethan proved he was is hard as nails by not crying whilst getting his MMR (when I asked him how he was so brave he said it was because he couldnt possibly cry in front of three lady nurses!!!!) and finally Joanna has developed a disturbing addiction the the playstation and playing it for eight hours at a time - I am not sure if this is bad or good - I will get back to you.

I could spend ages apologising for not blogging but I am not gonna bother.

I am trying to cut back on the time I spend online - Otherwise I may just spend all of my thirties sat here as well. Call it a midlife crisis if you will but I am really restless at the moment - I am currently in the middle of compiling a top ten list of things to do before I die .... What does that say huh?

Its not intentional I dont intend to moan but I dont see my husband from one week to the next and whilst my children are in school all I have to do is pick up after them, sometimes it just seems pointless.

Soooo I am trying with all my resolve to be more proactive, But it all takes time. I am only changing small things at the moment and thats hard enough.

It will all be ok though because very soon easter will be here and I can eat tons of chocolate without needing an excuse!!!!

one down, just finished a 4500 word essay and now I have to start another. kicking myself for not getting done sooner. ah well.

Anyone heard of Tamagotchi's? Apparently they are fashionable again, so Joanna used her pocket money to go and buy one. I remember them being popular when my sisters were in school - didnt take them long to get banned then or now.

Thats all well and good but now I have to babysit the damn thing in the day, It beeps at me constantly if I dont give it attention, feed it, play with it and even wipe up its mess.

So today I left it in the car for 6 and a half hours. Well you can imagine the rest right??

So please join me in saying a prayer for Spot the tamagotchi, RIP.

I got tagged by Gabriela so here goes (sorry it took me so long to get around to it hun)

* Four Jobs you have had in your life...
Checkout assistant at Kwik Save (when I was in college)
Stock control manager.
Off licience manager.
Public House manager.

* Four Movies you could watch over and over...
Lord of the Rings
Star Trek
Waterboy
Pirates of the caribbean


* Four places you have lived...
Only ever lived in good old Wales


* Four TV Shows you love to watch...
Lost
The biggest Loser
Eastenders
The Simpsons

* Four places you have been on vacation...
Italy
Holland
Corfu
Seattle

* Four websites you visit daily...
Loud Ladies (my msn group)
Emails across the ocean (my sisters website)
Fairydust on Ebay(cos I work there)
The met office (because of my obsession with the weather)


* Four of your favorite foods...
Chocolate
Prawns
Chicken tikka
Chocolate

* Four places you would rather be right now...
Holidays
In Bed
In a nice big bubble bath
In thorntons (a choc shop)

* Four Bloggers you are tagging...
Natalie (cos she needs to update)
Jilly (cos I know these bug her)
and anyone else who wants to take part

Crap I am such a lazy cow. I have left it till the last minute yet again and now have three essays to get in that are far over due. I have no excuses (apart from being a full time mum) I always get to this point and wonder whether it would be easier just to drop out. Anyways if anyone has any deep and meaningful insight into shamanism (yes I said shamanism) please let me know

We all had a fantastic holiday although we must have been in the only part in the UK that it didnt snow. I love snow but for some reason I repel it - If I went to the North Pole it would melt. Hubby says its because I am hot stuff **sticks fingers down throat**

Joanna enjoyed her horse ride (and so she bloody should for £16 for 30 mins) although she was unimpressed when Byron the horse stopped to do his business lmao.

Gary did not enjoy the bike riding even though he went on and on and on about buying bikes before we went up there. Of course that may have had something to do with the fact that most of the park was up hill and he was pulling a trailor with both kids in (70lbs)

Ethan enjoyed terrorising all the little bunnies who had up until now had no need to fear human life.

I enjoyed the spa because it was quiet, involved no exercise and meant if I sweated long enough in the sauna's I may lose weight (I didnt though - gained 7 - Sulk)

It wasnt as depressing when we got home because its only 4 months until we go to America. But it was difficult to get out of bed this morning and get back into routine and a normal day - except its never a normal day, Ethan fell in the school yard and cut all his face before school, There was a reporter outside the school questioning people including me about stuff I dont know about because I was away and Ethan just threw up everywhere.

Holiday pics on the left :)

I cant believe we need soooo much stuff just to go away for 5 days. I cant believe it is taking so much organising and I cant believe my hubby (who moaned and moaned when I booked the holiday) is soooo excited. Big kids huh?

This will be the first break we have had since Ethan was 6 months old (4 now) - so its an exciting time for the kids too, They keep asking 'how many sleeps' which would be fine if it wasnt 3am.

It will be so nice for us all to spend some time together, I have the perfect idea of a holiday in my head but I know from experience it wont go like that and we will probably end up screaming at each other.

oh btw I had an excellent night out on my birthday, I had the worst hangover of my life on the Sunday.

Catch you all in a week bloggers. Au revoir x x x

OMG Today I hit the big 30 - I still feel like a teenager and tonight I shall probably act like one. I have had my hair done, my nails done. I have a new top and new jewelery and tonight I am off partying.

And tomorrow since the kids are staying at my mother in laws I wont be surfacing early. Bliss.

How inconsiderate - Nearly everyone of Ethans friends turned up at his birthday party costing me a whopping 115 quid. I mean surely some of them could have been 'busy' or 'sick' but noooo it seems little Ethan is quite popular.

That said you wouldnt think him smacking a school friend in the face with a bat yesterday would do his popularity any good but he was in fact the only one out of our family to get a Valentines card (yes a proper one at the ripe ole age of 4)

And yes thats right not a whiff of a card insight for me! But yes I am married now so perhaps I shouldnt expect. His excuse? I tell you I love you all the time - isnt that enough????? nuff said

We are going away in just under two weeks to center parcs I nearly needed a bank loan to pay for the holiday then I got my holiday planner back detailing the costs of everything else ..... and omg I think I am gonna have to pinch the crown jewels just to cover the costs of the first day there.

Saturday also looms - you know what happens Saturday? Apart from me going out with a few mates and having a few (ok more than a few) drinks. I dont care, really I dont. It doesnt bother me one bit....honest.

Over the last week I have had an eye infection meaning I have either had to wear my glasses (instead of my contacts) or nothing at all.

Now this is great until unknown to me I get a huge stationary order (15 boxes of bubble envelopes for my ebay stuff) that gets left with nextdoor whilst I am dropping the kids off at school. I took my glasses off as soon as I got in through the door.

The lad next door is a real sweetie, Always waves, chats, gives the kids sweets etc, sooooo I really should have recognised him when he knocked on the door surrounded by these 15 boxes shouldnt I???? I mean we have been living next door to each other for 4 years.

But No - I simply assumed he was the delivery driver and told him where I wanted the boxes and apart from thanks said nothing else. He smiled and although seemed a little uncomfortable left quickly after carrying them all in.

He then got into his car (obviously on his way out) and left ..... which was the awful point when I realised he wasnt a delivery driver. OMG I was sooo embarresed and so must he have been.

I had to go round there with a six pack of beer yesterday and explain, I could have died I was so embarressed. He was ok about it though (I am sure he has had a good laugh at it though)

Ethan was 4 yesterday - Already. Birthday party tomorrow night, 20 screaming kids - great huh. Here they are yesterday up to mischief.


Happy birthday Ethan 

Now it is my humble opinion that you go to a supermarket with the aim of purchasing food and leaving as quickly as possible. I dont know any Mum's who like food shopping - It is one of the absolute crappiest chores I have to do.

Why is it then that some people go and use it as a meeting place and stand blocking the aisles nattering about how various acquaintences are, that they cant be bothered to go and visit.

What is it about "door out of order - please use other door" that confuses some people?? And why do people who deliberately barge in front of you, look at you angrily when you catch their feet with your trolly? And then expect me to say sorry - Keep dreaming pal.

Why do people spend ages pondering whether to buy a product when there are three people trying to get to the get the same thing and get going? Are they blind, oblivious or just rude?

And why are there either massive ques at the checkout or I have picked the checkout lady that scans one item a minute launching my goods down the conveyor belt as if she is deliberately trying to dent, squash or crack them?

All questions I shall never know the answer to and unfortunately I still have to go and suffer food shopping every week till I die unless I happen to win the euromillions jackpot tonight with my five tickets - Not that I am obsessing or anything but what I could do with £125,000,000.

Its official - I am no longer cool. You want to know why - because I dont have ear muffs!!!!! (and perhaps because I am nearly 30)

Now personally I remember ear muffs going out, coming back in and going out again. However now they are fashionable again as my daughter tells me. We spent three hours looking for some of these hideous fashion blunders to make my daughter "cool". Joanna has at some point discovered these and decided they are the must have accessory.


Cool??? 

Although this is not Joanna it represents how awful these things are. Joanna marched into school in hers and I watched her lapping up the attention as the other girls in her class starting drooling, and ran to their Mums demanding ear muffs by hometime. I was then mobbed by desperate Mums asking where I had bought such pretty ear muffs. Has the world gone mad?

Joanna hasnt worn them since having achieved her goal and has now moved on to ear piercing (Which she can forget all about) However now there are at least eight, six year olds walking around with ear muffs on to Joannas amusement and my horror.

In this half an hour of sheer exhaustion when I am unable to do anything else I thought I would blog. Yes thats right I have been exercising - And it nearly killed me. Davina you have alot to answer for!!!! I am too knackered to reach the remote control which means I have to suffer celebrity fit club.

Todays madness consists of

1 Trying to cut the wart on my face off with a nail scissiors - Its not a wise thing to do - and suprisingly bleeds ALOT.

2 Forgetting I put a load of sharp knives in a sink full of water and nearly slicing my fingers off.

3 Finding something squishy and sticky under Ethans bed (Which I still havent identified) Also wondering why he has a tape measure, screwdiver and £1.72 under there as well.

4 Not eating chocolate - Yes unbelievably a whole day without chocolate - Has the whole world gone mad????

5 Forgetting I left my conservatory door wide open when I went to pick the kids up from school OOps lucky I dont have anything worth pinching!!

6 Watcing some of Celebrity big brother - I know I need shooting as it is a totally horrid crime, one I swore never to commit.

Can I last another day without chocolate - how much you wanna bet?? Huh Huh ?

I have three friends that have just woken up one day and completely changed their outlook on life and have without problem lost between two and four stone (28 - 56lbs). When I ask them how they did it they say "It was easy, all you have to do is eat healthily and exercise" I KNOW THAT, What I mean is HOW DID YOU DO THAT???

I just cant do it. Its official I seriously, without a doubt, have no willpower. It must have got up and went when I was 9 stone (126 lbs)

What happens to transform peoples lives like that?? And why cant this happen to me?? This really gets me down, Especially when I see the positive results it has had on their lives. I am so obsessed with dieting and trying lose weight and yet thats all I seem to do then is eat huge amounts of food or starve myself completely.

I managed to lose 4lbs last week which I am sure .. Given what I have eaten this evening (No joke there) It has gone back on. I dont know why, I wasnt hungry. So it has to be a mental thing right???

Omg I sound nuts now, I have mental issues!!!!!!! Someone sign me in quick (ooo think of all the weight I would lose if I was locked up) Enough already!!

Ok yes I know I have to update but what do you say when all you have done all day is sit on your lazy arse fiddling on the computer.

Shall I tell you I aced my History essay with the highest mark in the class - nah I dont want to bore you.

Shall I tell you that the conservatory roof is leaking because it hasnt stopped pissing down in the last day ?? nope because I dont care so why should you.

Shall I tell you I just had some sneaky chocolate and have just ruined my first week of dieting ? Nope you heard that all before as well, and before you say anything no Paul Mckenna will not make me thin - Its total rubbish.

What am I going to tell you? Nothing. There is very little I can tell you that would equal this I will say no more for today.

I cant stand it anymore - Why do I have to have the only children on earth that are obsessed with the Beatles, specifically Yellow submarine. Its amazing how a film 38 years old can capture their imagination.

Since christmas (when I stupidly bought them the dvd - I must have been drunk at the time) they have watched it approximately 15 times and that is no exaggeration.

I made the even bigger mistake of buying them the soundtrack as well - How stupid am I??? Good songs yes, Day in day out they just get a bit too much. I am beginning to think I do actually live in a yellow submarine. You get some pretty weird looks driving around with two kids singing their hearts out to 'Lucy in the sky with diamonds'

Then there are the questions.... Why are the blue meanies mean? Why is Eleanor Rigby lonley etc etc.

All together now, all togther now ... allllllll together now. I am going mad.


Yellow Submarine 

Since going through my christmas and all its events would take to long. Here are some of the pics from the last two weeks.


Look Look Santa has been 



Lots of mess 


Emily :"Look at my christmas pressie"  


Snap !!! 


Dont buy one, its not clever, its not funny and it will result in chocolate fights!!! 


Emily :"How do you get the vinegar out dammit" 


Emily top left, Natalie top right, Eloise bottom right. Me bottom left. The last time we will all be together for 6 months. 


My first day at school 

That last one is for Jilly because I know it will make her go awwww. He didnt shed a tear, wish the same could be said for me. He made me so proud.

Natalie left this morning to go back to her home in America. I am not too sad, as we will be on our way out to see her again in June.

Happy new year all. Its been emotional!