The Friday photo: the good, the bad, the painful and the sad
So it’s been a bit of a mad week really, what with all the planning for The Big Trip on Monday (did I mention I’m going to Florida?).
The good news:
- I’m going Aer Lingus to Gatwick!!! (I hate Ryanair : all that cattle-market bustle for a seat).
- I did buy myself some new pants
- My Ma sent me dollars AND sterling!!! (Thanks Ma xxx)
- Tomorrow is #1, the Mad Professor’s birthday, which I’m not sure should really be in the good news section. I mean, I can’t possibly have a 14 year old child. Remember how old you thought your parents were when you were 14? I’ll let you know about the birthday cake tomorrow.
- Parent consultations went really well – The Mad Professor is ‘a joy to teach’ (doesn’t get that from me) and ‘keeps me on my toes asking loads of questions’. Apparently he never stops talking either, which could possibly be from me.
The bad news:
- I didn’t get my highlights done
- Nor did I get a bikini wax (I did, though, drag the dreaded, bastard epilator out of its case, where, once again, it made me cry real fat tears of agony whilst simultaneously ripping my body hair from my flesh – still, the rash has died down now and at least I don’t resemble a Wookie any more).
- I didn’t find a travel plug (surely they have hairdryers in hotels these days? It’s been a while…)
- I didn’t find a bag suitable for hand luggage, unless you count the pink Nike backpacks they sell in Lifestyle Sports, but I’m not really a backpack girl. I’m wondering if I can get away with a Tesco bag-for-life until I reach the shopping haven that is Gatwick Airport?
- Hubby gave Bert a bone which he ate, then yacked up in strategic positions all over the house. He waited until I washed his bed and all his blankets before yacking on them all again.
The sad news: although I’ll be posting, no doubt, while I’m away, I just thought I’d mention that it’s a whole year since my lovely friend C died. D and the kids are doing well but it’ll be a sad time and I’m sorry I won’t be here to share it with them. Still, she’ll be in my thoughts, as she is every day. D has ordered the gravestone (you have to leave it a year) and she’ll have the lilac stones that she wanted and the picture from her graduation on her headstone (which we tried to talk her out of ['what if they make you look ugly?!], but she was insistent – funnily enough it’s actually quite common here in Ireland to have a picture on the grave – apparently it’s sent away to Italy or somewhere to be etched into the stone) in time for her first anniversary.
Have a great weekend!! xx
21 Responses to “The Friday photo: the good, the bad, the painful and the sad”
Make sure someone looks after the chili while you are away!
I found travel plugs in Asda last night at £2 a pop.
The bikini line – I really should decide how I am going to tackle this. I do not want to cry big fat tears.
I feel your pain with the dog puke, our dog ALWAYS waits till we’ve washed her bed. It’s a conspiracy.
… and finally – Have just found out we are not sharing rooms, which bodes well for my tourettes style night wakings.
Have a fabillis time EM! I’m really looking forward to hearing all about it – take lots of photoees won’t you.
Safe journey.xxxxxx
Laura: He does look a bit posh doesn’t he, which of course he isn’t – he’s a total gyp, which he proves by eating stuff then regurgitating it in the cleanest, most troublesome places!! Oh goody about the travel plugs, and the sharing rooms – although we won’t have midnight feasts (boo) and I have a great game which involves stuffing wine gums into your mouth too. Sorry, I am of course aware this isn’t summer camp. Hee
Spudness: Indeedy it does – kind of evens everything up I guess. Thanks, my darling, I’ll definitely try x
Jenn: I will – tons of photos – and I’ll try not to just take pictures of my dinner :0)
Sandra: That was his ‘sod off’, I’m not getting off the sofa face, which is actually quite refined isn’t it! I’m not sure, but I’ve briefed a couple of locals to check that the house isn’t burning occasionally!! x
Gorgeous picture of the delicious Bertie! And yes, I do remember how old I thought my parents were when I was fourteen. Imagine how I feel with a son who will be 29 this year? Sheeeeeeesh. How’d that happen?
have a wonderful trip to americee, now you’re all slinky and smoove!
hugs for your friend’s anniversary. such a sad sad day for you all.xxx
I love your pictures of Bertilicious! He’s so regal! Just a word of caution – be careful with bones – they can wreak havoc with their tummies – big, raw kuckle bones are best. Sorry if I sound like mrs. knowitall, but I had a dog once that ended up having surgery from a twisted gut from eating cooked bone!
Oh yeah, just to let you know that the USA does have hairdriers you know… you’ll be ok, if not, they do sell plug adaptors here as well, amazing huh !
Bert is def gay btw !
Big shout out to your friend and his family . . the firsts are always the toughest. Have a wonderful time! I’m going to Melbourne in a month, does that count? Nah, guess not.
Moon: I did say I thought they did – anyway, how do you know, you don’t have any hair!!!! And yes, he’s gay as Christmas xx
Baino – check your web address in my comments section – you’ve got two dots after .blogspot and it keeps sending you into my spam filter!! Have a fab time in Melbourne! And thanks, it’s heartening to know it gets easier with time xx
And Bert is looking terribly noble there. He knows how to work that camera
Wee One: Thanks very much – tell you all about it when I get back xx
D: Bloody hell, never thought I’d get you commenting on the blog! Look after my boys while I’m away, and I’ll be thinking about you all (as usual – well, it’s ‘cos you’re all so bloody noisy I can’t forget you) xx
Jen: Ouch. Honestly, anyone would think I’m dressing him in a pink glittery tutu the fuss you lot make over a bit of leopardprint. Anyway, he likes it. He’s in touch with his feminine side
Brighid: Thanks! Can’t wait to get there and see you all! xx
Live it up.
We’ll be impatiently awaiting all the gossip!