tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11265614818216638712024-02-01T18:49:05.804-08:00I'M A CELEBRITY GET ME OUTTA HERE!!!!I'M A CELEBRITY GET ME OUTTA HERE!!!!
Diary of fat, 40, crazy woman and her totally crap 4 and a half year relationship with not all the ticket boyfriend!FOXY1969http://www.blogger.com/profile/13644744668226303130noreply@blogger.comBlogger118125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126561481821663871.post-30652277652063187792009-08-15T23:11:00.000-07:002009-08-15T23:26:51.414-07:00Time flies when you are having fun!Oh my goodness!<br />Where does the time go?<br /><br />It's been 5 months since I visited my blog, and bless it, it is still here patiently awaiting my return!<br /><br />Well what have I been doing all this time?.....<br /><br />Getting fatter<br />Going on a low carb diet<br />losing 10lb in 3 weeks<br />still working at hospital<br />trying to cut down on my drinking<br />getting a new tattoo on my foot<br />blacked out in bathroom (not pissed)<br />getting 2 black eyes from blacking out<br />taking him indoors on a weeks holiday to Spain for his 50th<br />losing my mind cos he was off on the sick for 4 months<br />getting stronger anti-depressants from doc<br />slowly regaining mind when him indoors went back to work<br />staying on the roller coaster that is my relationship with him indoors<br />not having the guts to leave him<br />constantly hoping we will be happy one day<br />realising my children are lazy and selfish<br />becoming a great auntie<br />getting a great virtual farm together on Farm Town (don't ask!)<br />having lots of blood tests for lots of things<br />found out I am 'normal'<br />realised I am a hypochondriac!FOXY1969http://www.blogger.com/profile/13644744668226303130noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126561481821663871.post-39368085152626053042009-03-17T10:56:00.000-07:002009-03-22T11:27:09.904-07:00I am still about, just being quiet!<br /><br />Life is still the same but a bit duller!<br /><br />Him indoors want to be in bed by 7pm every night to watch the soaps, the boys are eating me into bankruptcy, work is still ok.<br /><br /><br /><br />I am convinced that this will be the year I manage to be strong enough to break free from him indoors.<br /><br />I dont like him anymore, I definately dont love him, I just cant afford to keep a roof over our heads without him. I am seriously considering a cardboard box lol!<br /><br />I keep hoping he will leave us, but he seems to be digging his heels in, and insists he wants us to move out! Cheeky, alcoholic little twat!<br /><br />I am going to ask at work tomorrow about the accommodation there, fingers crossed they will have something cheap enough and big enough for the 3 of us.<br /><br />The only thing is with the downturn in the market, I dont think we have made anything out of the house, so do I make him sell up so he has got the up heaval as well as I lived here before he did, or is that petty and should I just let him carry on living here while we slum it? We have a joint mortgage that is on interest only so we havent actually paid anything off the capital.<br /><br />He has now got over £7k in premium bonds which he never had when he moved in, he has never been so well off or so well looked after. He has now gone off on the sick with painful knees but managed to walk all the way to the pub and back today to get pissed. Happy mothers day to me xFOXY1969http://www.blogger.com/profile/13644744668226303130noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126561481821663871.post-26209131010561589182009-02-03T10:17:00.000-08:002009-02-03T10:20:35.145-08:00Where have all the bloggers gone?I was just having a little look a my blog, and in particular at the bloggers I name on it as people who keep me amused, so how come out of the 4 people I enjoyed reading, 2 of them have closed down their blog!<br /><br />I suppose I had best go find some new buddies!FOXY1969http://www.blogger.com/profile/13644744668226303130noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126561481821663871.post-85894628387926490482009-02-03T10:05:00.000-08:002009-02-03T10:17:21.444-08:00Neighbours from Hell?Why do people have to be so petty?<br /><br />I know we piss our neighbours off as we have had a few DIY projects to do over the last 4 years, and even though we don't start til 9am at the earliest, and we are usually in bed by 9pm every night at the latest, they still constantly compain!<br /><br />Now to tell you all the ins and outs of our hate/hate relationship would take the best part of a week, so I wont bore you, but where is the logic in parking your car 10 foot away from your own gate, just to try and make it awkward for us to park outside our house!<br /><br />The tosser even got up early this morning after him indoors went off to work and moved his car up towards our gate and left it there ALL day, I don't let them see I am bothered but him indoors (being a man), is foaming at the mouth. Why can't he see that by reacting to the situation, then the tosser next door is winning.<br /><br />Well maybe not winning exactly, as him indoors has just found a concrete window sill that needs knocking out tonight. Shame that.FOXY1969http://www.blogger.com/profile/13644744668226303130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126561481821663871.post-19792791209512376982009-02-02T03:50:00.000-08:002009-02-02T04:00:07.445-08:00Grown up?And so life goes on, and things do not change much, except, I feel calmer.<br />I sort of feel like I have arrived. I often get restless and feel like I should be doing stuff, but all of a sudden nothing seems to have that urgency.<br /><br />I don't want to die of boredom but it really feels good, not rushing to get ready to go out and get lashed up on a Saturday. I am quite content with a takeaway and a dvd in bed.<br />Does this mean I am old? Nah, just content!<br /><br />Now before you write me off as dull, please be assured this phase cannot last too long, in fact I will give it 2 weeks max!<br /><br />Work is still really good, and I have been chosen to chaperone the surgeon in his spinal assessment clinics on a wednesday evening, so feel quite pleased as I have to be all responsible and lock up the department at the end!<br /><br />I still have not lost any weight and so I failed my mission when I promised myself not to be fat at 40!<br />oh well there is always 50! or 60!FOXY1969http://www.blogger.com/profile/13644744668226303130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126561481821663871.post-30590739978669924652009-01-28T02:13:00.000-08:002009-01-28T02:27:18.853-08:00I Survived!Hey I actually LIKE being 40!<br />I still feel like 16 years old and act like a 10 year old, so all is cool!<br /><br />My birthday was perfect, great sex, good food, great friends, emotion, drama, tantrums, pressies, lots of money and several arguments!<br /><br />So all in all a good result!<br /><br />It certainly was a birthday to remember! My 86 year old grandad upset me and made me cry so that turned into a big row, involving mad aunt.<br /><br />Then him indoors decided that as it was my birthday he would start smoking again after 3 month! He knows I hate it but it was almost like he was resentful that I was centre of attention, but I may be wrong!<br /><br />We went for a meal with good friends and the meal was super. He then decides to puff his way to the pub and I felt the anger rising, ok , I know I was wrong but I was so gutted that he had chosen my special day to start smoking again, that I had an argument in the pub with him and he stormed off. He didnt return home til 2.35am. Just like the good old days!<br /><br />We was friends again on the Saturday, and Sunday, we even went out for lunch on Sunday. Monday night he was a bit moody, then last n ight it all kicked off again! I am not sure why, but he seems to have a bee in his bonnett about money, even though he is loaded!<br /><br />I cant worry about it all as he made me ill last time with his bull-shit and I am still on strong medication, so I intend to rise above it and let him keep his nastiness to himself.FOXY1969http://www.blogger.com/profile/13644744668226303130noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126561481821663871.post-58572619386895367272009-01-20T12:29:00.000-08:002009-01-20T12:32:54.177-08:00Naughty forty??Oh bugger, I only have 2 whole days left of being in my '30's'<br /><br />Does it hurt as much as I am dreading, or do only old people think I am crazy?<br /><br />I haven't got a clue how to spend my birthday celebrations, it is a case of not wanting to be disappointed so I have not organised anything!<br /><br />Any last minute ideas???FOXY1969http://www.blogger.com/profile/13644744668226303130noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126561481821663871.post-25065903502085506062009-01-11T02:06:00.000-08:002009-01-11T02:11:05.943-08:00HANGOVER HELLI am sooo ill!<br />I have had a mega hangover for 2 days now!, Is that possible?<br />I am usually better by tea time but this time it is still going on, the banging headache and the nausea.<br />I only had 2 bottles of chardonnay, a small port and 1 vodka with diet coke!<br />I knew I shouldn't have had the diet coke in my voddie!<br /><br />I have just slept and threw up and watched tv in bed, now I am fed up!<br /><br />Any good hang-over cures?FOXY1969http://www.blogger.com/profile/13644744668226303130noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126561481821663871.post-39247584146904509332009-01-10T06:43:00.000-08:002009-01-10T06:56:31.853-08:00HAPPY NEW YEAR???Well it would be if him indoors <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">disappeared into thin air!</span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">But oh no, he has to stay put and make my life a total misery!</span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">He has had a face on all week and when I got home from work last night and he was home alone, (no kids to piss him off) and he still had a face on, then enough was enough!</span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I asked him why he was so moody, and he bit my head off! It didn't get any better from there.</span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">He started huffing as the eldest boy had left 3 dvd's in the lounge and I just told him it wasn't the crime of the century, and to stop moaning about everything cos he was wearing me out!</span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">It turned nasty, he yelled at me telling me what a crap mother I am, and I yelled back telling him what a miserable tosser he was!</span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Enough is enough! He said he would move out and I said GOOD!</span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I went and stayed at my friends for the night and he stayed home and sulked. </span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">When I got back this morning, he was still here, and has now been monging infront of the 42 inch screen for the last 5 hours. I thought he was going flat hunting! </span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"></span>FOXY1969http://www.blogger.com/profile/13644744668226303130noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126561481821663871.post-69189738184213753652008-12-27T00:06:00.000-08:002008-12-27T00:18:27.475-08:00It's over!!!!Well that wasn't as bad as I was expecting!<br /><br />I finished work about 2.30 christmas eve afternoon. I went home in good spirits and all was calm.<br />Then as if by magic him indoors turned into a snapping, snarling twat and I found myself sleeping alone and waking up on christmas morning with just my little dog for company!<br /><br />Determined that I wouldn't let him ruin the big day, I went downstairs and wished him a merry christmas!<br /><br />I cracked on with the veg and was offered no help, then it was time to open the pressies, the boys were thrilled with their stuff but it almost pained him indoors to open the mountain of gifts that I and the boys had carefully selected.<br /><br />I opened my presents and was pleased with what I had got, although he certainly hadn't pushed the boat out this year, I didn't complain.<br /><br />He seemed to mellow a bit as the morning wore on, and he was a good boy when Grandad and Mad Aunt arrived for dinner.<br /><br />Dinner turned out really well and no-one offered to help clear up.<br /><br />We spent a quiet evening by the telly and we went to bed on full stomachs.<br /><br />So all in all not too bad eh?<br /><br />Now I have my big fortieth birthday to look forward to! 23rd of January incase you wanted to send a card lol!<br /><br />Come on then, how was your Christmas?FOXY1969http://www.blogger.com/profile/13644744668226303130noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126561481821663871.post-5438399685323040322008-12-17T12:50:00.001-08:002008-12-17T12:56:17.508-08:00Scrooge on the rampage!Hey it's nearly christmas!<br />The presents are under the tree, the crackers are in the cupboard, the tinsel is up, the tree looks splendid, and my overdraft knows no bounds!<br /><br />All for one day! What on earth are we all doing? It isn't even about the birth of Jesus anymore. (who?).<br />I am still paying for last christmas, and that aint no lie!<br /><br />God, I feel like I should be going about saying Bah Humbug, but I am sure I am not the only one!<br /><br />Why do we do it to ourselves?? Any ideas?FOXY1969http://www.blogger.com/profile/13644744668226303130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126561481821663871.post-20234030322389600132008-12-13T10:42:00.000-08:002008-12-13T10:43:17.474-08:00psdoes anyone know a cheap hitman!!!!FOXY1969http://www.blogger.com/profile/13644744668226303130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126561481821663871.post-2026314212946536062008-12-13T10:34:00.000-08:002008-12-13T10:41:34.327-08:00Happy DaysWell what do ya know? It's Saturday night and the tosser indoors is playing up (AGAIN)!<br />I got home from a gruelleing 8 hour shift in Casualty, and he was like a little lamb, then all of a sudden as if by magic, he turned into a gruesome nasty bastard!<br /><br />He started to complain about my youngest son, and his attitude, I said I would have a word with him, and expected that to be the end of it, but unfortunately strongbow had got the better of him!<br /><br />I ordered chinese for tea and he wouldn't eat it, just to be a twat, so the dogs got a good nosh up.<br />Currently he is in the lounge yelling obscenities and I am hiding so I don't twat him one and get locked up (AGAIN)!<br /><br />Just another day in paradise xFOXY1969http://www.blogger.com/profile/13644744668226303130noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126561481821663871.post-6843956570224698752008-12-02T23:42:00.000-08:002008-12-02T23:54:26.288-08:00Plink Plink Fizzzzzz<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmFItP4UxWpF-lJ53nQOtsQHvhnJ44kNC-QICOnKmksDBQ3INn0-E9IyJT2GDrl8PankxZ2gnOi1PQ47M1c5iqpTBzCZaA_1aKAoLw-r5tTPa3jDMwZVKPMY-Pix8mQax0qWYLIjhau8g0/s1600-h/broken+phone.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275469050145471042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 67px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmFItP4UxWpF-lJ53nQOtsQHvhnJ44kNC-QICOnKmksDBQ3INn0-E9IyJT2GDrl8PankxZ2gnOi1PQ47M1c5iqpTBzCZaA_1aKAoLw-r5tTPa3jDMwZVKPMY-Pix8mQax0qWYLIjhau8g0/s400/broken+phone.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I do not believe what I have done!</div><br /><div>Of all the dumb-ass things!</div><br /><div>No, really, it is probably the most dappiest thing ever!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I dropped my new mobile phone down the toilet!</div><br /><div>Bollocks!</div><br /><div>I had a wee and as I stood up to pull my drawers up, I heard this loud Plink.</div><br /><div>I was confused for a second, then it dawned on me, my new bloody phone!</div><br /><div>I daren't flush the toilet first in case I lost it all together, so I delved into the pan and retieved my soggy phone. Totally gutted I tried to switch it on and yep, it still worked......for about 5 seconds then fizzled and went blank!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>So I have spent the last few days drying it out and this morning I tried it and guess what? </div><br /><div>It doesnt work!</div><br /><div>Bollocks!</div><br /><div>If this happens to you, DO NOT try and switch it on, take out battery immediately, dry out as best you can with kitchen roll then put somewhere warm to dry out for a couple of days. it isnt actually the water that does the damage it is the power being put on that short circuits the insides.</div><br /><div>Now you tell me!</div><br /><div></div>FOXY1969http://www.blogger.com/profile/13644744668226303130noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126561481821663871.post-79651847842651973752008-11-30T09:35:00.000-08:002008-11-30T09:47:36.366-08:00Sunday Bloody Sunday!I am totally pissed off today.<br />I went to Aldi to get some fresh veg for lunch and spent £76, I wouldn't mind but I spent £101 in Morrisons on Thursday and £46 in M & S on Wednesday!<br />Where does all the food go to?<br />Him indoors is swinging from being really loving to being mr nasty grunt futtock!<br />Oldest son is in a mood cos I didn't plate him up a sunday roast, well he had been with his Dad all day and I assumed he would be fed! Silly me!<br />Youngest son is turning his bedroom upside down looking for his bank card! (for at least an hour now).<br />Star wars is on the TV in the lounge, Disney channel is on in the play room, X box is on upstairs, and the dogs wanna go out but it is cold and pissing down.<br /><br />Me and Sunday's just don't get along!FOXY1969http://www.blogger.com/profile/13644744668226303130noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126561481821663871.post-33280064350641584012008-11-28T00:40:00.000-08:002008-11-28T01:25:06.597-08:00Better Than Corrie?I have had a strange few things happen since I was last here.<br />On Monday we all trotted off to Bob's funeral. It was a nice dignified event and I cried so much that my eyes were still bloodshot and puffy 3 days later!<br /><br />At the wake which was held at the bowls club, the place was packed to capacity, and because we had gone to the cemetry for the burial, we were somewhat behind in the drinking lots of alcohol stakes!<br /><br />While Marcus waited at the bar to be served, Scary Mary ( marcus' ex wife) came up to me, now normally she hates my guts, and finds any opportunity to piss me off and she usually succeeds with flying colours! she says to me it's about time we became friends and she is sorry for all the hateful, and spiteful and downright nasty things she has said and done over the last 4 years.<br /><br />I accepted her apology she the hugged me (?) at which point Marcus returned from the bar with our drinks.<br />As the afternoon turned to evening and everyone was nicely trollied, Scary Mary was all over my man! Saying loudly to him 'go on then tell me you dont still love me!' which she repeated over and over.<br />Silly cow.<br />I gained some sympathetic looks from other people so I just rolled my eyes and downed my chardonnay.<br /><br />She continued to be all over him and I found myself chatting to someone I had known from the pub.<br />Marcus at one stage started to cry and asking for Bobby back, so unable to console him, Mary then went to his rescue!<br /><br />I took this as my cue to leave and the chap I had been chatting to said he would walk me home.<br />We started out the door and only managed a few steps when Scary came running out asking me to do something about Marcus, I said I was going home so she chips in that he had asked her if they could get back together!<br />I told her to fill her fucking boots as I had had enough for one day, so I trotted off into the night hand in hand with a nice man who wanted to look after me!<br /><br />I asked the nice man on the way home if he had ever had an affair, as he has been happily married for quite sometime. He said he hadn't so I asked him if he fancied having one, he smiled and said he could be persuaded! So we stopped for a nice snog in the park, under the stars and I felt I had not a care in the world!<br /><br />What a bitch I am. Now I feel awful that I wanted to lead that poor guy astray. We got to my gate and I kissed him gently on the lips and thanked him for making me feel better.<br /><br />Marcus came stumbling home just over an hour later, shouting the odds at me, I just told him to shut the fuck up and sleep, he then passed out in all his clothes and drooled on the pillow, yeuw!<br /><br />The next day I gets a text from scary's best mate asking what had happened at the wake as Scary was covered in bruises, she was in a right state and threatening to call the police.<br /><br />Marcus says she fell over, Scary think marcus hit her! Oh for fucks sake!<br /><br />I don't think Marcus was capable of hitting anyone, he could hardly stand, let alone hit out!<br />I sometimes wonder what on earth I have got myself involved with!<br /><br />Then yesterday I saw Scary in town and asked her if she was ok, and apparently, her and Marcus had gone outside for a ciggie at the wake, when according to her, he asks her for sex and starts grabbing her boobs (not really his style), she then thinks as she is trying to escape his grasp she falls and bangs her head on the concrete! (shame).<br />She tells me the police want to press charges but she doesnt want to upset him any further as his best friend just died, and it weren't fair on his girlfriend!<br /><br />I say pull the other one you stupid bitch, you have no witnesses and it was more than likely having watched you pawing him earlier in the evening that he pushed you away in disgust, and was trying to escape. Lets face it love, you aint no oil painting and look at least 10 years older than your 51 years. (Meow)<br /><br />I have decided that she is not right in the head, mind you nor is he, and really they deserve each other! But unfortunately he always chooses to come home to me, arent I the lucky girl?<br /><br />As for having an affair? well lets just say I really dont need more stress and coplications in my life!FOXY1969http://www.blogger.com/profile/13644744668226303130noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126561481821663871.post-4274139609756852122008-11-21T10:25:00.000-08:002008-11-21T10:37:24.689-08:00Keep taking the pills!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUv1kdXydanbOskMaGUTZvrx6SMWEFtIYdsdlEOKy8SEJM_Ccr34hJgyDZGR3hxeq3xfAG-_8RZSeYTzGRzqUh3Sh1Q4PHCM1vf_5D7Hq2bRz_YaDhmOSzVEw_EujsnbgToPc5axVkqetm/s1600-h/mad.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271181681687011378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 126px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUv1kdXydanbOskMaGUTZvrx6SMWEFtIYdsdlEOKy8SEJM_Ccr34hJgyDZGR3hxeq3xfAG-_8RZSeYTzGRzqUh3Sh1Q4PHCM1vf_5D7Hq2bRz_YaDhmOSzVEw_EujsnbgToPc5axVkqetm/s400/mad.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Things are on the up!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>M & S had 20% off everything on Thursday, Yippee, I took mad Aunt out shopping and she bought me a lush dressing gown and pink furry slipper boots. I am so excited!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Passed Occupational Health interview with flying colours, so I can officially be employed by the NHS????</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I played poker with Grandad on Thursday afternoon and took home £17 and a litre bottle of Baileys!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Him indoors is being really nice (scary).</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I have almost finished my christmas present shopping, yay! (you are only jealous).</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I bought my little dog a new coat which has SECURITY printed on the back! how cool!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>We have had the central heating renewed and the tumble dryer fixed, yippee!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>So all in all not too much to moan about, but I am sure that is all subject to change as we have Bob's funeral on Monday which will be very sad, but I am trying not to dwell on that too much.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Have a good weekend xxx</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>FOXY1969http://www.blogger.com/profile/13644744668226303130noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126561481821663871.post-24920226638359366382008-11-11T22:14:00.000-08:002008-11-11T22:27:48.835-08:00Black NovemberI am disliking November more and more as we go through it!<br /><br />The weather - it's been absolutely atrocious!<br />Finances - chronically dire! I have never been this skint!<br />Nan - it would have been her birthday on the 18th had she lived this long, and I still miss her!<br />Bob - our good friend died yesterday of cancer he was only 48! Totally gutted.<br />Work - I have to see occy health before they let me start new job due to my depression. Fuck.<br />Best Friend - suffering because her ex husband has been physically cruel to their kids. Bastard.<br />Home - central heating paked up, tumble dryer not working, The whole house a mess! Bollocks.<br />Payday - still got 13 days before it arrives! Double Bollocks!<br /><br /><br />But the good news is I am not going to let any of it drag me to nasty depths, I am going to keep reminding myself of all the good things in my life and grow on that!<br /><br />How is your November?FOXY1969http://www.blogger.com/profile/13644744668226303130noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126561481821663871.post-15260004820829429222008-11-08T04:38:00.000-08:002008-11-08T04:49:54.754-08:00Quality Counts!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlpXwzq_LWpIJ2Me5yNzaJecZaCUgMHQeHJxmaitNS_oChAeXPHN8FwU_kvhsfOAXK-fr-5YiYcX6u9rueahGtaTbxdmBHpijTBFq8bQ7R0YFjjlQ90QrMRDxcKISJPlGK-FeiJ9Iie-Wy/s1600-h/m+%26+s.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266268062675510434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlpXwzq_LWpIJ2Me5yNzaJecZaCUgMHQeHJxmaitNS_oChAeXPHN8FwU_kvhsfOAXK-fr-5YiYcX6u9rueahGtaTbxdmBHpijTBFq8bQ7R0YFjjlQ90QrMRDxcKISJPlGK-FeiJ9Iie-Wy/s400/m+%26+s.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I went into the hospital to do my shift the other day and in the main entrance hall some charity had set up a raffle prize stall, selling ticket for a christmas draw, When I saw the main prize was not any old food hamper but a M & S food hamper, I could not help smiling as I remembered an encounter I had with a little bit on the side some time ago!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Basically he worked for Marks & Spencer and I had been round to see him for afternoon tea and crumpet. Afterwards he apologised for showering straight after but he had to go to work, he pulled on his M & S logo polo shirt, and I coolly said to him from his still warm bed, 'That wasn't any shag, that was an M & S shag'!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Well I thought it was funny!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Mind you, he didn't call again??</div>FOXY1969http://www.blogger.com/profile/13644744668226303130noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126561481821663871.post-45086359442751900612008-11-06T09:32:00.000-08:002008-11-06T09:44:13.773-08:00LETS CELEBRATE!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG-TycaL2IIpGY0irUwxzSalcRIAacdcPbsEm4qMmIL7RuUOWPVhopEDSGp6T6M0prL_2y7G6Tq-LqbGLZeZU5I-S6S8H1QpTB_4VkmyhnhEdjD29v3R04mEn0R4wQOR-zVvlVdTbkxsy7/s1600-h/champagne.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265601749175704274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG-TycaL2IIpGY0irUwxzSalcRIAacdcPbsEm4qMmIL7RuUOWPVhopEDSGp6T6M0prL_2y7G6Tq-LqbGLZeZU5I-S6S8H1QpTB_4VkmyhnhEdjD29v3R04mEn0R4wQOR-zVvlVdTbkxsy7/s400/champagne.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>OH MY GOD!!!!</div><br /><div>I GOT THE JOB!!!!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>No, really I did!</div><br /><div>I went for the interview and did very well, although I forgot to take in my documentation, eg passport, utility bill etc, so I rushed home after the interview to collect them and was called back in to hand them over. I was running on to the interviewing Sister about my documents and she just said 'Julie, you are waffling now!'</div><br /><div>I said I realised that so I will shut up now, to which she replied well thats good so I can offer you the job!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I am still on cloud 9, 10 & 11!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I ACCEPT, OH YES!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I belong somewhere again, and I am so pleased.</div><br /><div>I had a bottle of chardonnay in the fridge to celebrate or commiserate, and now it is going down the hatch nicely!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>24 hours a week over 3 days how great is that?</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>FOXY1969http://www.blogger.com/profile/13644744668226303130noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126561481821663871.post-9338698811785143062008-11-03T23:35:00.000-08:002008-11-03T23:50:49.664-08:00Well I got home from work to find that both sons had also tried to un-wedge the bed that was stuck on the stairs, then him indoors came home from work and decided it definately would not go through the doorway as he had made the frame smaller since the bed went upstairs in the first place! OFFS!!!<br /><br />Today my arms ache like hell having pulled countless muscles trying to manouvre that damn bed yesterday! Nevermind, youngest son decided rather than drag the matress back upstairs he would sleep on it downstairs. I think he thought it was an adventure!<br /><br />Him indoors was very cranky last night. Was the moon on the wane??<br /><br />Out of the blue he tells me he only has another 50 bags of soil to dig up from round the back garden, I looked pleased for him and said well done! Only to realise he was being sarcastic because he was apparently a one man band, and the boys should offer to help him! Ok he would have a point if 1, they hadnt already asked him countless times only to be told no that he would rather do it himself! and 2, they wanted a storage area to keep a wheel barrow, a cement mixer, some scaffolding etc, etc. You get my drift?<br /><br />I told him simply that I didn't want an argument as I was trying to juggle making a roast dinner and making packed lunches, unloading the dish washer blah blah blah!<br />He told me he was ready for me if I did want a row? WTF!!!<br /><br />He then went up for his bath, he came down I gave him a fabulous roast chicken dinner, with home made yorkshires, stuffing, fresh cabbage, honey roast carrots, and roast potaoes. All this after getting in from work at 20 to 6 too!<br />He took his plate through to the lounge, and then sat and watch the sky TV guide for about 10 minutes??? Then because he never got a reaction from me for that, he brings back through his dinner, hardly touched and said he would have it later as he was not in the mood, could'nt I tell?<br /><br />What a total Fuckwit!<br />I am almost embarrassed to write this down but I need to keep reminding myself about what a twat he is in the hope I will do something about it!<br /><br />Happy Days!FOXY1969http://www.blogger.com/profile/13644744668226303130noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126561481821663871.post-91202455580510767022008-11-03T03:42:00.000-08:002008-11-03T04:04:05.822-08:00Nuts!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmbDoDK2q9U0pOWkd-pXQ9nVjBxFGGhiSyI33tCiD7DqUWhf-JH2oce5ZtVXwpl4CMiDYlDAiUBSzEwhzTFopmv0YmiCa0P7gXjZAk549-gtxsOO0y6WPk7l_nT_Q60lfr2Qe08S_eC55g/s1600-h/nutty.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264400406586010706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmbDoDK2q9U0pOWkd-pXQ9nVjBxFGGhiSyI33tCiD7DqUWhf-JH2oce5ZtVXwpl4CMiDYlDAiUBSzEwhzTFopmv0YmiCa0P7gXjZAk549-gtxsOO0y6WPk7l_nT_Q60lfr2Qe08S_eC55g/s400/nutty.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>What a crazy nutty mare I am!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Today's events prove it!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Firstly I decided to bring my son's single bed downstairs as I need to clear out his bedroom in readiness for the new central heating being installed this weekend. Only problem is I got the fucking thing wedged halfway down, and it's still there! I have pulled all sorts of muscles in my arms trying to get it free, but to no avail!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I then decided to try and ring an old flame who was in the removal business to ask his advice, only to find he had changed his number, by this time I was in the supermarket, and feeling a bit unloved, even though I dumped him, I began to cry! </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I just felt really sad and lonely, what a daft tart!</div><br /><div>I was then chatted up at the checkout, by some loser, who decided to comment on most of the items in my trolley, only for me to realise he was completely off his!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I then got a text from a friend asking to meet for coffee, and although I am busy til next week, it cheered me up no end!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>On a more cheerful note, I have got an interview on Thursday! I am so excited. I applied for the job on the fracture clinic and after 22 applications they closed the post and short listed it to just 4 people, and yippee I am one of them!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>So fingers crossed, and eyes and arms and whatever else takes your fancy!</div><br /><div>I will keep you posted!</div>FOXY1969http://www.blogger.com/profile/13644744668226303130noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126561481821663871.post-53437394801424731892008-10-25T02:34:00.000-07:002008-10-25T03:04:31.636-07:00A Dog's Life!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiutOp2frNLmyFDHCIuOkSrtb-P08JtW50-GBQgs5AZpKATVOR95SRq-3MT-dfEw5q9i5yB_kcMN-yYn4BTFInqzhHBD8bXdwYcKJUOHk3_EQMfZGw9ay5gtV_Y7-ffuuwZDy4zGT6gNtCu/s1600-h/dogs.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261030237015927218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiutOp2frNLmyFDHCIuOkSrtb-P08JtW50-GBQgs5AZpKATVOR95SRq-3MT-dfEw5q9i5yB_kcMN-yYn4BTFInqzhHBD8bXdwYcKJUOHk3_EQMfZGw9ay5gtV_Y7-ffuuwZDy4zGT6gNtCu/s400/dogs.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitGjBXjZo0kiPlaoJpFUmb4c7O3SHTMgmgbeuGky2wtjWJ0V14FZNk2uVMW0l8UX80YeCRDyy5TyBTOtlGoomS_fhN8DNBsbe9LtMfFtZIc4O-NvvH1Uw9Ewdn2aQzDiAKljwbnqwXNYkY/s1600-h/dogs+life.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div>It's Saturday morning, and I am still in my pyjama's.</div><br /><br /><div>I have done some ironing, changed my bed linen, ordered some shoes and a jumper online.</div><br /><br /><div>I have scoffed a large bowl of cocoa pops with sugar, yum!</div><br /><br /><div>Hung some washing out and put on another load.</div><br /><br /><div>And, wrapped 3 christmas presents!</div><br /><br /><div>How good am I?</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>I am bored now and really dont want to drag the vacuum upstairs but know I really NEED to!</div><br /><br /><div>I have bought 2 fluffy rugs for beside the bed and they are moulting like hell.</div><br /><br /><div>So with a dark wooden floor it is making the bedroom look dusty and unkept.</div><br /><br /><div>Oh well needs must!</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>Him indoors is talking about going to look for a new bed as ours is only a double and he wants a kingsize! Visions of fantastic romps may be going through your mind? But please be assured it is only because he thinks the dog does not have enough room when he lays between us!</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>I sugessted the cheaper option of making the dog sleep downstairs in his OWN bed, but that was met with a frosty stare and was told maybe I should sleep in the dog's bed then Sid would have more room and that would also cost nothing! </div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>Cheeky Twat!</div></div>FOXY1969http://www.blogger.com/profile/13644744668226303130noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126561481821663871.post-58456919594009622402008-10-23T23:30:00.000-07:002008-10-23T23:44:15.360-07:00Another Bollocking!Can you believe it!<br />I went to work yesterday and was only supposed to work til 1pm, but like the previous day when I turned up they asked me if I could stay til 5pm.<br />The previous day I agreed as long as I could definately leave at 5pm as I had college at 6pm and needed to pop home for a shower. I managed to leave work at 5.20pm!<br />Yesterday I told them I could only stay til 3.30pm as I had promised to visit Grandad (85) to play cards and as I had let him down on the Wednesday I really needed to get my arse round there to see him.<br /><br />I left work at 3.32pm, got stuck in school traffic trying to get home to pick up Liam from home and let the dogs out.<br />Liam was no where to be seen so I rang Grandad only to find out he had come home and thought he had missed me so biked to his Grandads.<br />I jumped back in the car and got to Grandad's 10 minutes late for our 2 hour poker game!<br /><br />We leave Grandads at 6.10pm and call into Tesco for something for dinner, and we get home at 6.45pm.<br /><br />I made everyones dinner and watched some TV, then at 9pm we went to bed, lovely. Nope not quite!<br />Him indoors then starts yapping at me because I hadn't made the bloody bed! I didnt make it as I was only meant to be working til 1pm and had planned on changing bed linen.<br />It then carries on yapping how I am letting the housework go downhill, blah, blah bloody blah!<br /><br />Now I know he works very hard at his job, then comes home and carries on working hard improving our home and garden, but please please GIVE ME A FUCKING BREAK!!!!<br />Miserable Twat!FOXY1969http://www.blogger.com/profile/13644744668226303130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126561481821663871.post-34904015853239681322008-10-13T23:30:00.000-07:002008-10-13T23:44:14.361-07:00Just A Thought!Why is everyone else's life so much more interesting than mine?<br />I sit here reading different people's blogs from all over the world and I look at my own dull life and wonder what it's all about!<br /><br />Then a thought comes to me (yeah, just the one!), and I realise how lucky I am.<br /><br />I have 2 gorgeous boys, a nice home, a nice little car, an ex-husband I get on with, a job I enjoy, a partner who is hard working and faithful, 3 lovely little dogs, a big 42'' TV, a lovely garden, lots of good family and friends, (ok I put the TV before them but it wasn't intentional), my health, and the ability to laugh even when the going aint so good. Oh yeah and Sky plus!<br /><br />I have never suffered any real tradgedy in my life apart from losing my Nan unexpectedly, but even then she was 81!<br />No real major health issues, well none that a few anti-depressants cant keep at bay!<br /><br />So today I am going to be grateful for everything I am and everything I have as I know there is so many people out there suffering one way or another, and I have so much to be grateful for.FOXY1969http://www.blogger.com/profile/13644744668226303130noreply@blogger.com1