When your WORK bucket is full after it's been empty for a long while, you kind of forget what it feels like. This week, I've fallen back into a bad old habit. The last 2 nights I've done something I used to do a lot but have essentially stopped doing. I fell asleep on the sofa, TV blaring, until about 2am.
Work - prep for a Board meeting on Monday - has left little time for other things this week. The compulsion to even switch my laptop on in the evening, let alone write anything, has deserted me. I am back to the simple male compulsions of food and sleep when I get home in the evening (2 out of 3 ain't bad). As you know, the food bit for me demands my time in cooking and cleaning too. While my sausages in lentils with sweet potato mash were absolutely delicious last night (and I'm not the only one to say it, so it must be true!) it was about 9.30 when I'd finished eating.
I remember Hotel Babylon finishing. I even remember thinking that it's not actually very good so why do I like it? It's not Life on Mars is it? I remember the news starting. Then all I remember is tidying the kitchen at 1.30am, feeling like a dog, making an unnecessary packed lunch for the mooselets (at least I know what my tea is tonight!) and going to bed. There was a moment just after my head hit the pillow, head thumping, that I thought I was in for an honorary membership of the insomniacs club, but fortunately that didn't last long.
So now, two coffees and a bacon and egg sandwich into my day, my prep is just about finished, I'm waiting for the boss to give the go-ahead to send the papers out, and then I'll be back to normal with nothing to do.
This week I've tried to fill some time gaps with some more uplifting and valuable tasks. Today will be my third mentor meeting of the week. The other two have, I hope, been useful for the mentees concerned. Even if it's just for them to know that someone cares.
I also learned some stuff. I learned that the things I've been working on lately aren't anywhere near as secret as they should be. I learned that some of my efforts in my previous work life are appreciated now I'm not there any more (the graduate scheme appears to have imploded without my sponsorship - a sure case for schadenfreude! - I said they'd miss me when I was gone!). I also learned something about buckets.
I now need to learn (or rather remember) what it is that snapped me out of my sofa slumber habit and do that again. It might be as simple as blogging. Switching the computer on keeps me more alert so that I don't go all soporific. It also keeps me upright as it's difficult to type lying down. And switching the laptop off some time after 10 is also a great cue to switch everything else off and go to bed.
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Tea minus 3 minutes - am prepped to dunk finger into glass of squash, does this count??
:o) Jo
Moose - will be right back with you - just give me a few mins.
Jo - yes my love, that counts. I am dunking my second door - it's great and not a gram of saccharine in sight : )
Gaby
xx
p.s. just in case that last one was misperceived, I am a saccharine-supporter. I was just being cheeky
gaby
xx
Well there you are. I have just this minute posted this in the other room...
'Where is the Moose? I reckon that he's headed for the forest where he's heard it's all frosty and pretty...and he can show off his fine antlers against a backdrop of a frozen waterfall...Moose o' the Glen...majestic!'
So. I wouldn't view it as falling back into a bad old habit. It's like comfort food. Good every now and then. You must have needed it! Quite apart from anything, lentils and sweet potato, HUGE carbohydrate intake, bound to make you sleepy-bies!
I keep trying to watch Hotel Babylon. I have never yet succeeded, although from the bits I have seen, I tend to agree with you.
At least today, you have finally got your coveted E&B sandwich, so perhaps it isn't going to be quite that bad...secrets is never secrets. Everyone knows a little bit about everything, so they think they know all of it, and it's probably because the secreter needed other people to know how much work they are doing, and you, the secretee are just grist to their mill...
WE STILL LOVE YOU THOUGH!
love
hazel
x
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Try it again without the break
Morning Moose,
I can identify with your procrastination last night. Do anything, other than go to bed. I am much better now at calling it a day and get to sleep before 11pm most nights. But then I am wide awake at 2.15am and that goes on for at least two hours. Maybe if I stayed up later, cleaning the kitchen, making sandwiches etc, I might sleep right through!
I really don't mean to pry, but why will you be sulking tonight? And how do you know about it in advance?!
I will understand if you ignore this post!
C xx
HOOOOORAY!!!!!!!!!!
It is Friday and I have just managed to secure Take That tickets!!!!! Sad, but true! so for the 7th time I can fill my 'Other Stuff bucket' with the lads! Ooh-er that sounded a bit dodgy!
Don't things change over the years? I last went to Aquafit about 9 years ago and it was a bit of gentle exercise in a pool, well I went last night and it was all in the deep end - I don't do energetic exercise so I had a shock - but managed most of it. Can't move my arms today very well!
Hotel Babylon has gone right down hill from the 1st series. Not going to bother with it again.
Moose - sorry you find weekends so stressful - I must admit I do as well sometimes as my hubby works most weekends and it can get quite stressful with the boys - I am over the moon 'cos he is home this weekend.
Have a good one everybody - sorry I missed the dunk in - will try harder next week.
Something to make you smile:
A young girl on a one year training course in South Africa recently received a "Dear John" letter from her boyfriend back home. It read:
Dear Mary,
I can no longer continue our relationship. The distance between us is just too great. I must admit that I have cheated on you twice since you've been gone, and it's not fair to either of us. I'm sorry. Please return the picture of me that I sent to you.
Love, John
Mary, with hurt feelings, asked her colleagues for any snapshots they could spare of their boyfriends, brothers, ex-boyfriends, uncles, cousins etc. In addition to the picture of John, Mary included all the other pictures of handsome lads she had collected from her buddies. There were 57 photos in that envelope....along with this note:
Dear John,
I'm so sorry, but I can't quite remember who you are. Please take your picture from the pile, and send the rest back to me.
Take Care, Mary
x
Moose - ooh boy, did I empathise with your 'work bucket full having been empty' thing. My work bucket has been sucking in energy from everywhere it could - I seemed to have no control about how much energy I could allocate to each bucket.
Isn't it strange the cooking thing? Sometimes, i am up for it, ingredients at the ready, radio on, all inspired and motivated. Later, the kitchen is cleared up, biscuit being dunked and relative calm. Other nights, it seems to take an enormous amount of effort just to open the fridge door, I look around the kitchen and just see mayhem, which is what it can resemble at that hour.
Your sausage supper sounds delish. I think my neighbour over the back has the same sort of 'food bit' as you. He is the one who seems to cook and clean up. I am not spying on them, it's just we have all our fences down at hte back (and side!!) and neither of us have curtains at the back on the ground floor. Well, we didn't need them did we?....until.....There is now a national shortage of fence posts and panels and indeed people who don't have a waiting list of approx 100 people waiting to get their fences repaired.
You have the pre-requisites to join the insomniacs club Moose, after all it is the thought that counts : ) I am, after all, the Chairman. We could do with a few new recuits. I will consult the other co-founders, namely Keith and Matt f R and see if we can reduce the subscription/prescription charges : )
This week has been an odd one Moose. Next week, you may find that you more easily 'snap out of the sofa thing'.
I would love to think that you will have a better 'friday night'....
I am without my kids this weekend - first weekend in ages. When they first used to be away for the weekend I would always go out, but in those days I was always running from myself I think. Nowadays, I am happier to settle and be calmer. However, I have decided to go out tonight and tomorrow. I must socialise more, I tend to work during the day and then dedicate myself to domestic duties incl the kids each evening. I know that is not unusual, but I am just not laughing with adults these days.
Tonight, I am taking my lovely friends out for a meal. They have just moved near me from another part of Wokingham. They are Irish, I have my green eye shadow at the ready. I always where green when I see them. This bit is going to sound selfish but they have a rare quality of not making me feel like a Bridget Jones. They are not a 'smug-married' and I never feel left out when I am with them.
In my mind, I will raise a glass to you Moose.
I will be around later if any of you fancy a blog : )
Sorry, I have gone on a bit, I just sensed a sad Moose and just wanted to say something.
Gaby
xx
does anyone need a beautiful set of brand new internal doors.
Gaby
xx
ps size does matter
My boss has just shouted 'Rutting Stags!' REALLY loud, from the office next door.
As far as I can see there are a few bunnies, magpies, the Robin, pigeons, seagulls, sparrers, starlings, (my aren't we rustic) and possibly a couple of jays.
No stags.
btw, Jo, have now received wage slip. Have not been paid additional rise, so am now going to have to see boss, and it isn't as though he hasn't got enough to worry about, and it was him who sorted it for me in the first place, I seen the letter...ba de ba dum.
"RUTTING STAGS!"
Amanda!!!!! Take That tickets! How on EARTH did you get them?!
I have been trying Ticketmaster since 9am and the Glasgow SECC has crashed and burned completely.
Well done - how I envy you! Hey Ho, there is always the next DVD to look forward to!
C xx
I wish it were rutting moose instead...
Chrissie S - it took nearly 2 hours of continually logging on to the 3 websites and then, I got lucky!!! I can't even concentrate on my work today now! Mind you Manchester have added and sold out another 3 dates since then so maybe they will add more to Glasgow as well.
x
Moose - now, now you don't want to spend the afternoon in the corner do you?!?!
I wish I had a rustic scene out of my window - all there is is an empty building site. The building next door was demolished a year ago and for various reasons work on the new one hasn't started yet. I've been looking forward to seeing some action. Instead there's just the occasional birdy outside and a fat cat with very short legs that wanders past occasionally. (That's a lardy feline, not a wealthy member of the management team, but the way)
...did I tell you about the time I met Jason Orange, and didn't know who he was, and I had about a twenty minute conversation with him?
DO stop me if you've heard it before...
Oh. Ok.
Moose, fair Gaby sounds as if she has put the nail on the head! You do sound morose Moose. Morose as in gloomy and sad.
...and now, strictly in self defence, I have just had to tell my boss to eff off, so the chances of being told I can go home early are relatively slim. In fact, as they are all going out and I'm not, I spec I will have to stay even later. We'll see.
...and now it would appear that we only have one fork left in the whole world.
Can it get any worse I wonder?
Prob'ly.
Jason who? Is he one of them that nobody ever heard of? There was Gary - the fat one at the back who wrote the songs, then there was Robbie, then there were three others...
Or is that just a male view of the world?
Not a morose moose, more of a moody moose. I have said before that my Friday nights are not really a subject I want to go into more detail on. Sorry if that's one of those "I know a secret but I can't tell you" things - not meant to be.
Sometimes the mood hits me early on a Friday - I guess it already has. I must make sure I don't make any decisions this afternoon! The blue mist will do its stuff...although I have just amde one good decision - I'm really enjoying the chicken and bacon sandwich I decided on for lunch. Oops, that's a bit too much bacon for one day!
Have just been sent to Naughty Corner with no right of appeal, but to brighten my day I have just received a lovely text from my boy.
annalog - I now have a fab picture in my mind of an ENORMOUS ginger tabby wearing a pinstripe suit, together with fob watch and monocle. Thank you!
...and d'you know... Yearsanyearsago, I used to send a cheque with a sae for my concert tickets. I would eagerly await the postman to pop the envelope through the door. This was way before Ticket Master et al. You used to be able to get your tickets from the box office, without all the malarkey, and certainly without seeing the centre front stalls on sale on *bay two days later. Of course, this is when bands did 'proper' tours. 50 dates around the UK at venues of about 2500 capacity. I can't stand these massive places. I like to be a bit more intimate, and at least stand a chance of seeing the band on the stage instead of on the video screen behind them.
This is one of my soap box items in case you hadn't realised.
...and t-shirts weren't £40 either.
It's come to something when nostalgia isn't what it used to be eh?
Oh dear. I think my blood sugar is hitting a low. tsk tsk. Lunch time.
"RUTTING MOOSE!"
My best gig ever was Hothouse Flowers in a small back room at the Alte Oper in Frankurt circa 1993/4. Didn't buy a t-shirt, don't remember how much it cost in what is now a defunct currency anyway. And I didn't care...
First gig?
Simply Red at the Free Trade Hall in Manchester in 1985 - they'd only just released Money's Too Tight as a single and Mick still shopped in Safeway in the city centre on a Saturday afternoon.
Last gig?
Sad but I can't even remember it's been so long. Might even be Simply Red again at the Festhalle Frankfurt circa 1998...
Agree that things were better in bygone days (attended many concerts in my youth at Hammersmith Odeon) but if a girl (well grown up woman) wants to see her fave's she has to go where they go (or not at all). I think a concert is what you make it, although I do refuse to go to outdoor ones with no seats anymore as I get absolutely no enjoyment (and sore feet) from them.
You may mock Moose but last year there were quite a few men in the crowd, not all of them looking bored!!! I wouldn't inflict that on my hubby though as he prefers rock and heavy metal music!!!
First concert - Wham!, Hammersmith Odeon (think it was sometime from 1981 to 1983)
Last concert - Take That, City of Manchester Stadium (had a seat!) - June 2006
Most memorable - Live Aid - July 1985
Thankyou for putting up with my excitement!!!
x
ooh I love this first snog last snog game.....
first snog: aged: 15
place: disco
tune: Every Day Hurts
by Sad Cafe
result: the start of a long relationship. Childhood sweetheart. Went out with him 'til I was 20yrs old.
last snog: aged: 43 and
2 twelfths
place: car park (sorry!!!)
tune: M4
result: sweet FA
I thank you
Gaby
oops....it was first GIG last GIG, not SNOGS!!!!
: )
: )
Gaby
x
AHEM.
first GIG: ninety eighty something: David Bowie , Serious Moonlight Tour, Milton Keynes Bowl
last GIG: 2004: Embrace: Brixton Academy
Gaby the snog game looks much more fun!
First gig - PULP at Birmingham NEC - day after the BRITS mooning Michael Jackson (jarvis, not me) and I bough a T-shirt
Last Gig - V something, with ex-boyfriend, saw chilli peppers (over rated on that occasion) and small ozzie band called Powder finger who I really liked and went and bought their album and everything.
1st Snog:
Age - 12
Place - DISCO
Song - Yazz, the only way is up
Boy's name - James (but locally known as Cres)
Resulted in - me feeling sick and wanting to go home. put me off snogging for another 3 or 4 years.
Last Snog would be at home with husband and look where that left me!!
:o) Jo
Jo ' LOL - you made me laugh so much with the 'feeling sick' bit lol!!!!!
and 'the only way is up' has to be the BEST and most promising song to have your first snog to!!!....oh, dear, naughty corner here I come
I'll stick with gigs as my first snog is best left in the mists of time (to the tune of Chicago - If you leave me now) and haven't had my last one yet.
First gig - 1980 (ish), 10CC at Portsmouth Guildhall.
Last gig - 1994 (ish), Chris Rea at Bournemouth International Centre.
You'll see I don't get out much these days ...
Gaby, I have to say, that is even better than the doors. You are a woman possessed. Please ensure you are seated so that you can see any and all likely available males around the restaurant this evening, otherwise, every time the door opens, your head will be spinning like an owl on a turntable.
Now then. First gig - Siouxsie and the Banshees, Crawley College, summer 1976, my mum didn't know, but she worked at the college at the time and I was sh*tting myself that she'd find out. Didn't. I think the ticket was a quid or so.
Last gig - The Damned (bit of a theme here I feel), Concorde2, Brighton, last December, my mate took me for my birthday.
In between times I worked for a record shop, a theatre, and a ticket sales agency (boo hiss!) so I got to see loads of bands. I just wish I could remember...
First snog. Age 16.
After the youth wing disco.
Probably after slow dance to 'Hurt' by the Manhattans
Result - Endless ribbing and ridicule from very jealous friend because she always thought she was prettier than me and more likely to bag this yound chappy. No! I got him, until just after the new year...and she never did so nur.
Last snog. Age: Current
If we are talking proper snogs like they do in films, it would be Feb 17th.
If not, then it would be last evening.
Result - he sends me a lovely text message today.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah
the birdies is all atweetin'
love
hazel
x
and the bees is all abuzzin'
ps Caroline love xxxx
Jo - I now have a composite picture in my mind of you getting out of your car with your trousers undone, and Michael Jackson looking on as they fall down and you moon him. Does he know any of your 2 neighbours?
Gaby - I could make some amateur psychologist interpretation of your misinterpretation of GIG...but I might spend the whole weekend in the naughty corner. Freud rocks!
First snog - Disco age 14. She was called Susan. I remember not liking the taste of her lipstick. Obviously the other 5 boys she was "involved with" at the same time as me didn't mind it...(not exactly the same time, you understand, ahem). Can't remember the song but your story, Gaby, makes me think it might have been Sad Cafe too...
Last snog - not willing to divulge in public.
By the way, Moose.
Gaby will have something to say I'm sure, and even though I know zip dip diddley about football, Reading would thrash Playstation 6-0 surely.
Rutting Moose Facts
All moose have an urge to mate in the autumn of each year. Little activity is observed before the fully developed antlers are freed of velvet. This process generally takes 1 to 1 ½ weeks in the latter part of August.
A big bull moose, during the rutting season, is a force to be reckoned with and a confrontation to be avoided at all costs.
:o) Jo
Hazel,
Don't be silly, Reading couldn't thrash anyone 6-0...ah, there appears to be a yawning chasm in my argument...
Jo - this big bull moose is a force to be reckoned with ALL THE TIME!!!
Can I join you in the corner?
In Pharmacology, all drugs have two names, a trade name and generic a name.
For example, the trade name of Panadol also has a generic name of
Acetaminophen. Aleve is also called Naproxen. Amoxil is also called Amoxicillin and Brufen is also called Ibuprofen.
The FDA has been looking for a generic name for Viagra. After careful consideration by a team of government experts, it recently announced that it has settled on the generic name of Mycoxafloppin. Also considered were Mycoxafailin, Mydixadrupin, Mydixarizin, Dixafix, and of course, Ibepokin.
Pfizer Corp. Announced today that Viagra will soon be available in liquid form, and will be marketed by Pepsi Cola as a power beverage suitable for use as a mixer. It will now be possible for a man to literally pour himself a stiff one. Obviously we can no longer call this a soft drink, and it gives new meaning to the names of "cocktails", "highballs" and just a good old-fashioned "stiff drink". Pepsi will market the new concoction by the name of: MOUNT & DO.
Thought for the day: There is more money being spent on breast implants and Viagra today than on Alzheimer's research. This means that by 2040, there should be a large elderly population with perky boobs and huge erections and
absolutely no recollection of what to do with them.
x
Hello Everyone!
Sound of Music was FAB!!! (even without Connie) and Mum loved every minute of the day including lunch at the Langham (v.posh) so all round top day in leu of her 70th birthday last November.
1st gig- Kiss B'ham Odeon
Last gig- Jools Holland NIA
1st snog- Alleyway not far from parents house- 1st bf but didn't last long, we were in the gang show together then drifted apart
Last snog- that would be teling!
Luv
Lyndyloo
-x-x-x-
Moose, as at least one of us is in a 'delicate condition' please can I put in a requistion for some comfy chairs in the Naughty Corner? At the very least a drinks machine? and some batteries for the remote. and the tv that goes with the remote. and a remote.
I din't realise Mooses had velvet antlers. Is this so they are soft and cuddly. Like the Velveteen Rabbit? The Velveteen Moose.
There is definitely a bit of an edge to your antlers today though my ruff tufty friend!
Some balm for you ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
(I know it looks like caterpillars marching, but it's the intention of the thing.)
Step in time Mary Poppins!
love
hazel
x
ps I had a toasted cheese sandwich for lunch and am really starting to wish I hadn't. Too late now!
Hope it's o.k. to join in:
1st Gig: David Cassidy at the Wembley Arena in London. I was 16. I went with my friend and we stayed at her aunt's flat somewhere in east London. Turns out they were gangsters! The eldest son dropped us off at Wembley in a stolen car and told us he couldn't quite say what type of car he could pick us up in, because he had still to steal it!! We were completely terrified!
Last Gig: Jools Holland, Glasgow, just before Christmas. My husband fell asleep after having three glasses of wine before the show. There were 18 MUSICIANS on the stage, and he fell asleep!
1st Snog: I was 14. He had the same surname as me and I was so relieved because that meant I wouldn't have to change my name when we got married!
Last Snog: Two days ago. Honestly, truly, my husband is the best kisser in the world! Is that o.k. to say when you are 50 and 52?!
Loving the blog today.
C xx
my goodness me,
I popped out for an hour and I missed the footie chat!!
Hazel/Moose - nice one re excellent team vs Playstation : )
Hazel - should have added some antler facts
The male moose will drop its antlers after mating season in order to conserve energy for the winter season. It will then regrow them in the spring. The antlers take about three to five months to grow. This makes their antlers one of the fastest growing organs in the world.
Moose - is it possible to be addicted to Wikipedia??
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Break_for_moose_sign.gif
:o) Jo
I remember dropping something after mating (or should that read something dropping?) but I'm not sure it was my antlers...
Hmmm...fastest growing organ in the world. I shall go home with my head held high, and a proud look on my face.
Chrissie - you're allowed to say whatever you want - but you might end up in the naughty corner...
Jo - entirely possible. I am and so are most characters in the book...I'm still convinced Rebecca Fox the Fox is too.
it always surprises me that some 'parts' are described as organs...oh, no....shall I just go to the naughty corner now?...................
for example skin and now antlers
phew...made it
Gaby
Why would you want to break 4 moose? Isn't that cruel? Leave 'em alone.
Am having such a bring day at work have resorted to bidding on Maternity things on *bay - am currently winning 1 x top and 1 pair cullotes for summer :o)
:o) Jo
PS on husbands *bay account - he shouldn't have given me the details!!
Annalog - My guess is that it would be extremely difficult to break 1 moose let alone 4, and why isn't the plural of moose meece?
Apparently the following are signs that you have grown up ... something most of us only do physically (mentally I'm still 25)!
1. Your houseplants are alive, and you can't smoke any of them.
2. Having sex in a single bed is out of the question.
3. You keep more food than beer in the fridge.
4. 7:00 am is when you get up, not when you go to bed.
5. You hear your favourite song in an lift.
6. You watch the Weather Channel.
7. Your friends marry and divorce instead of "hook up" and "break up."
8. You go from 130 days of holidays to 20.
9. Jeans and a Jumper no longer qualify as "dressed up."
10. You're the one calling the police because those f**king kids next door won't turn down the stereo.
11. Older relatives feel comfortable telling sex jokes around you.
13. Your car insurance goes down and your car payments go up.
14. You feed your dog Pedigree chum instead of leftovers.
15. Sleeping on the couch makes your back hurt.
16. You take naps from noon to 6 pm.
17. Dinner and a movie is the whole date instead of the beginning of one.
18. Eating a basket of chicken wings at 3am would severely upset, rather than settle, your stomach. . . Does anyone grow out of having something to eat after a night on the tiles??
19. If you're a girl, you go to the drug store for ibuprofen and antacid, not condoms and pregnancy tests.
20. A £2.99 bottle of wine is no longer "pretty good stuff."
21. You actually eat breakfast food at breakfast time.
22. "I just can't drink the way I used to" replaces "I'm never going to drink that much again."
23. 90% of the time you spend in front of a computer is for real work.
24. You drink at home to save money before going to a bar.
25: When you find out your friend is pregnant you congratulate them instead of asking "Oh s**t - what happened?
26. You read this entire list looking desperately for one sign that doesn't apply to you and can't find one to save your sorry old butt!
Annalog - LOL! So true!
x
While we may appear physically robust we are surprisingly easy to break:
- emotionally we are sensitive creatures
- our legs are thin and bodies large and heavy. Cars are particularly built at the wrong height to wipe us out in collisions.
- we wear our pride on our heads, a moose that lost the fight and his antlers is a clear loser to everyone - there is no hiding place.
As to more than one of us: mise, meese, mooses, moosi...Who knows why but they are all just wrong, wrong, wrong!!!
Hope that clears it up.
All my missives have been shot now, so I think I shall go home.
Here is a little joke for the weekend ;-)
A woman and a man are involved in a car accident on a snowy, cold Monday morning; it's a bad one. Both of their cars are totally demolished but amazingly neither of them are hurt. God works in Mysterious ways.
After they crawl out of their cars, the woman says, "So you're a man. That's interesting. I'm a woman. Wow, just look at our cars! There's nothing left, but we're unhurt. This must be a sign from God that we should meet and be friends and live together in peace for the rest of our days".
Flattered, the man replies, "Oh yes, I agree with you completely, this must be a sign from God!" The woman continues, "And look at this, here's another miracle. My car is completely demolished but this bottle of whisky didn't break. Surely God wants us to drink this whisky and celebrate our good fortune." Then she hands the bottle to the man. The man nods his head in agreement, opens it and drinks half the bottle and then hands it back to the woman.
The woman takes the bottle and immediately puts the cap back on, and hands it back to the man. The man asks, "Aren't you having any?"
The woman replies, "No. I think I'll just wait for the police.... "
MORAL OF THE STORY:
Women are clever, evil bitches. Don't mess with them! :-)
Keep smiling everyone…….
Keith the BigUn
xx
p.s I did put this on the last blog because I am such a plonker ;-( You would have thought by now I would have remembered to refresh the page :-((
Home time :o) - the delights of public sector working. We may get crappy pay rises (but better than Hazels!) but we do get to go home at 4 on a Friday :o)
Jo
Isn't the plural of moose Elks? That is if you are a European moose. According to Wikipedia ...
Wish I could go home but I have to stay until 5. The boss turned up unexpectedly at 3.00 so any thought of sloping off early has been completely destroyed. B*gg*r.
Has anyone noticed that number 12 is missing from that list I posted earlier? Don't ask me why. I just copied it from someone else.
Elks is a plural of a elk.
Gnus is a plural of a gnu.
Mice is the plural of a mouse so is rice the plural of a rouse?
It is a herd of moose.
Of course I've herd of moose. They is big emotional skinny legged dears. (sic!)
Now all my missives have been shot with a gnu.
chow bellas
lovin' y'all
mwah
mwah
love
hazel
x
Annalog,
Every single item on the list now applies to me! However, I have my memories!
As for the boss - he knows EXACTLY what he's doing. Our bosses are the same - go out for lunch at 1pm, come back at 4.50 "to clear their desks". I kid you not!
It's no laughing matter when you've been sitting here since 8.15am, just longing for the time to go home!
Have a great weekend everyone, just in case I don't come back before home time!
C xx
P.S. Moose, today is the first time I have even looked like I am headed for the naughty corner - I must start taking lessons from my lively friends on this blog!
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It's great listening to ARF and hearing what everyone is doing for the weekend....BUT....it does make me feel like a boring old far*!! People are having such fun out there!! lol
have a good one my lovely friends
Gaby
ps feeling a bit low, kids have gone for the weekend. The weekend is stretching before me, reminds me of boarding school : ( Yikes, better go and busy myself
hey all - been a busy few days but think i have just about caught up with you all.
1st gig - Bros when i was 10..... all i can do is apologise.
last gig - Paul McCartney 3 years ago.......all i can do is apologise.
1st snog - to a boy called Ian at my friends party. the coca cola song First Kiss was on the radio at the time - how funny! - he tasted of pizza. It put me off.
last snog - full on proper snog, tuesday night.....
i remember after kissing Ian i was so repulsed i didnt kiss anyone till a year later when i kissed my friends brother. she wasnt impressed and neither was he when he leant in to kiss me and i stopped him so i could take my retainer out. I am such a classy bird. some things never change.
Gaby - have a good weekend without the kids. make the most of the you time. i know its easy for me to say but - enjoy. And love them loads when they get back.... as if you would do otherwise!
xx
Moose - i know you dont like Fridays, and for that reason i say happy friday. xx
Thanks Anna!
I'm back! Have been leadership developed - whatever that means. Trying to speed read yesterday's and today's blog. Don't quite get the significance of Moose rutting in a big bucket listening to the sound of music! Might go back and re-read.
Have a good weekend everyone.
EG
have enjoyed reading your musings today having only just caught up. Hope you all have a great weekend. Love you loads Moose! I'm still getting over the big day yesterday... I've had a big work day today!
Now off for a BIG SLEEP!!!!
Bon Niut
Luv
Lyndyloo
& the Bears
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I can't beleive that CLP didn't want to introduce me to Thierry can you? -x-x-x-
Thanks Anna : )
Lyndyloo - unbelievable re Thierry - what is the man thinking!! : )
anyone for a garibaldi?
Gaby
Gaby
Did I do something wrong do you think? BTW I'm having a sneaky piece of butter on my malt loaf!
I think you did nothing wrong my friend. It was a fair and just suggestion.
Malt loaf it just the best.
I am about to have a packet of cheese and onion crisps with a glass of wine. You can take the girl out of south london...but you can't take south london.....
so pleased you had such a lovely time with you mum. : )
I am trying hard to resist - but I think I am definitely in love with Matthew Wright. He is on in the background
He didn't ought to be presenting a radio 2 show at 10.30pm on a friday - he ought to be with me : )
n'est-ce pas?
oooh cheese & onion crisps... tey were my favourite till I talked myself out of them (hypmosis on self type stylee) though often I love the thought of eating them with a glass of wine/beer/JD & coke .... ENJOY!!!!
Gaby Lvs Matt
Thierry Lvs Lyndyloo
It's just soooooooo WRIGHT!!!!!!!!!
lol....yes, it does!!! : ) : )
we have jonny wilko coming to Reading tomorrow ; )
I think I am safe eating the cheese n onion crisps - my chances of getting a kiss tonight are decreasing exponentially with every minute!!
v.jealous... I'm going to beg Lew for tickets to Tigers V Quins tomorrow.... if I can't have Thierry then it'll have to be a rugby adonis instead.......
It should have read 'yes, it is soooo wright'. In my excitement I typed 'it does!!!!'
wishful thinking on my part
yes, needs must. : )
I can't think of quins without thinking of Carling - he lives near me. that just about sums up my claim to fame !!!! lol
what did you eat at Langhams?
ah, what a lovely day : )
I don't know why, but when I typed Langhams I immediately thought of Michael Caine - and not a lot of people know that.
is it one of his faves I wonder
David Strettle is far too young for me......... and I really must go to bed now....... very tired.
Thanks gaby you're a star!
happy socceram in the morning...
Lyndyloo
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: ) have a lovely sleep
and a great weekend
xx
we had celery cappachinno... I had shrimp & advacado salad, andthen rib eye steak with the most amazing pepper sauce... I loved it all!!!!!!
PLEASE STOP THE RAIN...,THE BEARS GET TOO SMELLY!!!!!!!!
: )
sunshine and 'no rain' on it's way...sunny side up
laters
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