I hate people with no backbone. Okay, perhaps hate is a strong word. How about intensely dislike.People who spend their lives trying to please others and don’t stand up for themselves. There’s nothing wrong with saying no, there’s nothing wrong with telling someone you don’t like them. You can’t spare everyone’s feelings all the bloody
A snapshot of last nights conversation with the kid. She has english, chemisty and Religion today. One wonders is it possible to fail at Religion. Anyways, she hates, HATES Patrick Kavanagh. She’s not a fan of Emily Bishop either. In fact , she wanted to study Slyvia Plath. So, you can see why these other
Since yesterday, things have not improved. In fact, in between applying nasal drops to the kid and making her take her pills, purchasing half the pharmacy yesterday for Mammy2’s illness and having to get a taxi into work this morning, I am never again going to take my health for granted. I was so bad
They are so uncomplicated aren’t they? The pile of ironing that greeted us on our entry into the apartment could wait no longer. Mammy2 has picked up some bug and is in rag order so after a shower, she headed straight to bed whilst I caught up on all the goings on with school and
Usually my posts are giving out about or poking fun at the kid. Yes, I am a bad parent. But thistime I am going to wax lyrical about her. I think I mentioned in a previous post about her winningsome competition for her poster for disablity. She came first in over-16 section. And won a
