Gotta say Ive had a good weekend, bit of bad start to it though and definitely a bad end but bits inthe middle were absolutley fab. Mum fell on Thursday and wouldnt go to the hossie but Friday I had to take her cos her arm was really painful, it turns out nothing is broken but she has torn a muscle. She has a fat lip but was determined still to put on her lippie and her arm is in a sling .... I suppose she did quite well for 83 having no breaks considering she has osteoporosis! Saturday was a friends 40th birthday and hubby and I went to her party. I felt a bit of a party pooper cos I dont drink and everyone seemed to be drinking copius amounts, I couldnt even pig out on food cos the nibbles were literally nibbles lol, but I did get to meet up again with peeps that had come over from France so I had a good chat. I couldnt find anything to wear well thats not true I could find it but couldnt get into it lol so I ended up wearing jeans and a sort of jumper with long dangly earrings and pretty much in your face lippo and nails hahahahahaha. Sunday was Mums birthday and we went out for Sunday lunch ... Wetherspoons does a pretty good one I have to say so me hubby and Mum had a bit of a face stuffing day. I followed it up with Belgian chocs which Son No 2 brought home from ....... wait for it ....... Belgium lol .... so today am on a diet .... yet again. This time I really have to do it I cant go on like this any longer I have clothes to wear but a body that just wont get into them. Today however I am in an absolutely foul mood, hubby made a comment which infuriated me beyond belief ..... and no it wasnt about me putting on weight ! I was hoovering the front room and he was moving furniture out the way so I could get underneath and he made a comment abou me barking orders to him and him doing the hard work and me just moving my arm backwards and forwards hoovering. Well this was like a red rag to a bull. I dont honestly ask him to do much for me and I plod along quite nicely in my own sweet way but I thought wtf. I had been up early, made breakfast, dealt with the dogs, stripped the beds, put two loads of washing on, polished the front room and the main bedroom, and he had the damn cheek to mimic me hoovering and tell me I was barking orders at him. Considering Ive a heart that doesnt work properly I think I do pretty good and I really cant begin to explain how mad I still am more than a couple of hours later and I really dont know what I can do to chill out!! Geez Im fuming.
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Look you know as well as I do that men just don't think the way we do. They are on a totally different wavelength...and they are just no good at tact, diplomacy or sensitivity. Next time threaten to stick the hoover up his..."where the sun doesnt shine"!
I certainly hope your mom feels better soon and regarding your husband... they are all the same.
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