The sun is shining, its Friday and the PMT has lessened considerably. The fact that I haven’t killed anyone is a major bonus I feel. The last few days have been blah, i was in bed all day Wednesday due to lack of energy and feeling like poo. Getting better though and on the road
The clocks went forward at the weekend and now we have lovely long evenings. Shame, the weather hasn’t decided to change its plans from blustery and wet to sunny. I suppose it is March in Ireland, so what’s one to expect. The weekend passed without much ado. Mother’s day was very uneventful.The night before was
I have to say, whilst I spend most of time disliking anyone who has an interest of a sexual nature in the kid, this latest beau is growing in me. He’s polite and seems to care about her. Not that she’d notice. He got the extra job so as he could get more money and
The beep on my mobile phone sound sends the fear of god into me, as 9 times out of 10, its the kid. I’m sooooooo sick, I have a migraine, I have bird flu, I’ve got the black death and so on and so forth. Yesterday she txted us. She had 4 free classes and
Its my day of and I’m up to my neck in housework and a sick partner. Still,it could be worse, I could be in work and poor Mammy2 would have to fend for herself. Instead, I make a perfect nurse according to her. A chest infection which started on Saturday and gradually got worse,
