http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/en-EUhttp://backend.userland.com/rss092http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/4d/312dff43bc640064ac28f5b708f433_160x200.jpg <p>Hello youall. God, I haven't been on here for a while. Hope you are all well and cheery! I spent the day doing mumsy stuff, so not much to write about there. God my life is boring at the moment. I am strarting a new fitness plan tomorrow, yeah another one. We will see</p> <p>See ya </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2008/10/19/ola-4897220/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2008/10/19/ola-4897220/Sun, 19 Oct 2008 22:27:08 +0200 <p>Oh my God! Went out on Friday night, all well. Went to our local and had a few COKES! Weel done me! Went back to our friends house for yet another coke and then came home about half twelve.</p> <p>Went out on Saturday night for a meal with a friend of a friend. It was her works night out. We went for a meal and then went down the Marina. There were 12 of us and when we got there, we ordered out meal (as you do) and when it came it was pretty crap. A few of the girls had been on the Vodka for a few hours so were a bit drunk to say the least. One girl in particular started complaining, coz the food was cold and the manager was really stroppy. To cut a long story short, she announced that we weren't going to pay for any of the meals and that were f**kin' off! Oh my god. Well, as a few of you now know I do not drink anymore so I was sober as a judge. The manager came over and said 'so you girls are not paying for your meals then', and the reply is unpublishable. The manager then informed us that he was off to call the police. They all got up to leave and I stayed for a few seconds to help this poor oldish lady, who was probably about to have some sort of stroke, get up from the table. At this point, we were the only ones left. Although it was OK, because they group of girls were at the bar abusing the staff! Talk about a walk of shame! It was a good laugh though, looking back at it afterwards of course. I wouldn't have dared. The meal was only a fiver! I will probably be in prison over Christmas, so if you don't hear anything for a while, that is where I am! The funny thing was though, they took a 'large' bottle of Vodka out with them and ordered diet coke all night. They weren't even hiding it. When it was finished, one of the girls asked me to put the empty bottle in my bag. My bag is huge, so I didn't mind. So there I was, in the pub, on my own (well with this old lady who was in shock by this time) with an empty bottle of Vodka in my bag with the police on the way! How do I do it! Anyway, seems like we got away with it! No news is good news you know. I wouldn't care, my meal would have done me. I am used to eating the kids leftovers anyway. I came out of there absolutely starving. What a night!</p> <p>Stayed in tonight. My balaclava was in the wash!</p> <p><img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/12/16/doing_a_runner~3453288/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/12/16/doing_a_runner~3453288/Sun, 16 Dec 2007 22:53:20 +0100 <p>I am really <a href="mailto:pi@@ed">pi@@ed</a> off with this whole Christmas thing now. I feel like I am getting nowhere fast. I need to order 2 more bikes, but I don't have the money. God, I need to sort myself out. WHat is the matter with me. It is all a load of bollocks. Some kids get nothing. </p> <p>I can remember when I was in care. I was living in my second foster home with the family from hell and it was Christmas time. They were absolutely loaded and the house was full to bursting with Christmas presents. You weren't allowed to touch anything though. The tree was so pristine that it could have been decorated my Harrods. I think they got someone in to do it. It was dark outside and it was Christmas eve. An old lady rang the doorbell. SHe was from the Rotary Club Charity. She handed me a parcel with green wrapping paper on it and a large tag with the Charity Logo on it. She said they had done a collection for children in care over the Christmas period and they had bought me a present. The foster family scoffed at this present 'as if we need charity'! </p> <p>I opened it the next morning. It was a little burgundy hair dryer. </p> <p>It was the best present I ever got. I kept it for years, even after it had broken. </p> <p>When I was in the Children's home, you had an allocation of £50 to spend on Christmas presents for yourself. I can't remember what I bought. </p> <p>After my mother died on Christmas eve when I was 12, Christmas just didn't have the same meaning to me. I hated it. I felt alone, empty, scared and as though my stomach was being torn out. </p> <p>I have started to have flash backs from the 'good old days' in care. I blocked it out for a long time but I think I must be ready to deal with it all now. I was 13 when I went in coz my dad 'didn't want me anymore'. Although I think it was equally difficult for everyone, it doesn't feel like that at the time. My sisters got to stay home. Poor fuckers! </p> <p><img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/12/10/title~3422499/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/12/10/title~3422499/Mon, 10 Dec 2007 14:40:19 +0100 <p>Well, this week is full of plays, carol services and parties. I missed a party for child number 5 on Saturday. My mobile went dead and it has all my reminders on it. It completely slipped my mind. I should have charged it really. Never mind. </p> <p>The countdown in certainly on now. I am starting to panic a bit now. I checked Amazon and the delivery dates are quite close to Christmas now. I still have a load of stuff to come from eBay. I need to get some money out of the business, but with Christmas so near, all the customers are very slow to pay. Especially the larger engineering companies. They don't give a damn about the smaller companies. Especially the GT Group (payers from hell), yeah...hope your nose falls off Geoff!!! And that's not all!</p> <p>Most of the money is tied up in material and cash flow is a bit of a nightmare at the moment. The VAT man is also sniffing about. I think we owe him about ten grand. Oh well, a stint in prison might not be a bad thing. A change is as good as a rest, so they say. (Where's my canoe)?</p> <p>Hey, I went canoeing down the Ardeche in France when I was a nipper. 24 miles I did. I am quite handy with a paddle. Up shit creek and all that. </p> <p>Well, that's it from me for now. See ya <img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/12/10/christmas_mayhem~3421449/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/12/10/christmas_mayhem~3421449/Mon, 10 Dec 2007 10:42:35 +0100 <p>Yeah, you guessed it. Still not drinking the poison that is alcohol. Well done me. I went out last night for the Business Centre Christmas Party to Tall Trees in Yarm. Ooh, v posh! I am suprised they let me in! I did set fire to the table cloth, but it wasn't really my fault. WHat a stupid idea to put a candle in the middle of the table full of crackers. Oh, and I had my meal and threw the whole lot back up in the toilets. Bargain. Best £32.50 I have ever spent, I don't think!</p> <p>Been out tonight to a friends house for a drink (of coke). It is the first time I have been to their house and I went the wrong way down their street (one way system) and nearly smashed the car into a very angry man coming the other way. Never mind. I took four of the kids and they were really good. Very entertaining. Ste is out in the town, probably in Nexus by now sticking to the carpet. </p> <p>God, I am nackered. </p> <p>I have been wrapping Christmas presents today. I love doing it. I get the ribbon out and everything. </p> <p>Well, .......... <img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/12/09/still_on_the_wagon_part~3415859/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/12/09/still_on_the_wagon_part~3415859/Sun, 09 Dec 2007 01:34:43 +0100 <p>I forgot to say earlier, I won a competition on the radio yesterday. I won some cinema tickets, but I couldn't tell you how many. I went on like a complete loon of course, screaming and the like. Made a complete arse of myself, as usual. Get in!!!!!!!! <img src="/img/smilies/icon_lol.gif" alt=":DD" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p><img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/12/05/radio_gaga~3400054/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/12/05/radio_gaga~3400054/Wed, 05 Dec 2007 18:40:16 +0100 <p>Went to the gym again last night. There was a Boxercise class on and I thought it would be a good idea to participate. I think I need to review my good ideas, (note to self). My body feels like it has been beaten with a very large, heavy stick! Although it could have been a pogo stick with extra springs on. ALthough people who go to gigs and pretend to be teenagers again through the punk era, deserve everything they get. Mid life crisis? Ha ha ha <img src="/img/smilies/icon_lol.gif" alt=":DD" class="middle" border="0"> Only Joking! </p> <p><img src="/img/smilies/icon_lalala.gif" alt=":lalala:" class="middle" border="0"><img src="/img/smilies/icon_lalala.gif" alt=":lalala:" class="middle" border="0"><img src="/img/smilies/icon_lalala.gif" alt=":lalala:" class="middle" border="0"><img src="/img/smilies/icon_lalala.gif" alt=":lalala:" class="middle" border="0"><img src="/img/smilies/icon_lalala.gif" alt=":lalala:" class="middle" border="0"><img src="/img/smilies/icon_lalala.gif" alt=":lalala:" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p><img src="/img/smilies/icon_censored.gif" alt=">:XX" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/12/05/my_ppor_body~3397980/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/12/05/my_ppor_body~3397980/Wed, 05 Dec 2007 10:31:16 +0100 <p>If I did panic, I would be by now. I have spent far too much on this thing that is Christmas and the Credit Card application has been declined. It is probably a good thing really, more debt isn't quite what we need right now. I think I am gonna have to have a re-think and the old story of 'Santa must have ran out of that toy' may well have to resurface, one thinks. <img src="/img/smilies/grayuhoh.gif" alt="U-(" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p>Oh well, what the helllll! I think eBay should be banned though. It is far too easy to spend, spend, spend! I can't even remember off hand what I have bought. Never mind. <img src="/img/smilies/graylaugh.gif" alt=":))" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p><img src="/img/smilies/icon_lalala.gif" alt=":lalala:" class="middle" border="0"> <img src="/img/smilies/icon_lalala.gif" alt=":lalala:" class="middle" border="0"> <img src="/img/smilies/icon_lalala.gif" alt=":lalala:" class="middle" border="0"> <img src="/img/smilies/icon_lalala.gif" alt=":lalala:" class="middle" border="0"> <img src="/img/smilies/icon_lalala.gif" alt=":lalala:" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p>As long as the kids are happy, we will just have to sort out the overspending later. I have heard on the grapevine that I am gonna win the lottery on the 8th of March next year, so we will have to just wait until then. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_lol.gif" alt=":DD" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p>Oh sod it, they will just get what they get. Everyone else spoils them rotten anyway. My sister is really struggling for Christmas this year as they have just moved house and they haven't sold their old place yet. I have told her that I will buy my kids their presents from her and just give them to her to give to them on Christmas day. She is in a far worse situation than us at the moment and 5 kids are awfully expensive to buy for! OOh, AWFULLY, I sould like a right knob! <img src="/img/smilies/graybigeek.gif" alt="88|" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p>I think I am building up my Karma, is that how you spell it? It does feel good though. I like doing things for other people. Unless they are complete <img src="/img/smilies/icon_censored.gif" alt=">:XX" class="middle" border="0"> of course. <img src="/img/smilies/graylaugh.gif" alt=":))" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p>Well, I still haven't drank and of the poison that is Alcohol since my drinking accident! I am really proud od myself. I have lost more than half a stone as well. I could do with it though. Having 5 kids doesn't exactly flatter the figure if you know what I mean. </p> <p>Anyway, I can't sit here all day spouting crap can I? Will read up on my little black sheep and see how he is getting on. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/12/03/title~3387338/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/12/03/title~3387338/Mon, 03 Dec 2007 11:34:25 +0100 <p>Well, it is that time of year! Getting the Christmas presents sorted out. I have got a new catalogue and ordered a new credit card. Isn't it awful. Amazon and eBay are also getting a hammering. We can't afford it, as you may be able to tell, but what the hell! I could ramble on about how pressured parents feel to conform to the massive institution of the media circus that <em>is</em> Christmas, but I can't be arsed. </p> <p>We are putting the tree up at the weekend. I am not one of these people who like or even want a pristine Christmas tree. We just put it up and the kids decorate it. 'You can imagine'! All the decorations go on the bottom of the tree at the front. It looks so crap, but I like it that way. I am not one for things looking 'nice', what ever the hell that means! After the cats have dragged it over a couple of times and the dog has pissed up it, it always looks a little better anyway.</p> <p>Well the washer has stopped so I am off. Tara</p> <p><img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/11/28/christmas~3363918/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/11/28/christmas~3363918/Wed, 28 Nov 2007 12:12:02 +0100 <p>Well.............I am obviously sat here at the computer. I have just done the fire as we have had no coal over the weekend. Had electric fire on in the middle room. Costs a fortune, but what the hell; we never pay the bills anyway. Bonus! </p> <p>I am off to work this afternoon. CHild number 3 is of school today 'poorly' and is chewing the life out of child number 5. Nice! Just what is needed in this house of such calm and tranquility, not!</p> <p>I have burnt my hands on the fire when I was putting the coal in. Tha plastic from the bag melted and stuck to both my hands. I have 'burns creamed' them up though so they are feeling ok at the moment. </p> <p>I have 4 more weeks at work before Christmas. I missed work at the begining of last week, well I missed life really with the Vodka thing and everything. Never ever again! I went out on Saturday night and drank coke. Well done me. I still had a good laugh. Good company certainly helps! </p> <p>While we were out we heard that one of the characters in our old local had died. He was called 'H' (Harold) and was part of the furniture. We were in the pub on the Monday and one of the kids sat in his chair at the bar for what must have been a few seconds. We didn't notice that he wasn't there. Sometimes he isn't. He only goes in at certain times every day. i said 'ooh, you can't sit there. H will go mad'. Hade a bit of a joke about it. Then we heard he died on the Tuesday, the next day. His funeral is today. It will be wierd not seeing him anymore. We always stand and chat and he comments on how wonderful we are as a family. He was 81. Miss you mate!</p> <p>Well, Christmas is a coming and the goose is getting fat! I love Christmas. It is all about the kids. Although I have a two week block booking for nativities, concerts and carol services. I am an expert now. I know all the words and everything. Child number 2 is in the choir. He is a fabulous singer though, really good. He has a natural talent for it even though I say so myself! He has all the music for all the concerts on CD which the teacher burned for him. If I hear 'The Christian Rap' though one more time, I may well wrap the CD round his ........... or maybe not! Christmas cheer and all that! It was all silent night and little donkey when I was at school. Although is there a song ever written that is worse than little donkey. I think not! Torture. </p> <p>Silent night gets me every time. My eyes start to leak and my heart tries to escape my chest. My mother died on Christmas Eve when I was 12 and although I now accept that everything happens for a reason in order for us to become the people we need to be, to live our lives and grow to help ourselves and others, it was a bit of a fucking pisser! I used to hate Christmas, but now we have the kids it is a wonderful time. My dad is still very bitter, but that is because she apparently had an affair before we were all born and he 'shouldn't have even married the caniving (can't spell it) woman'. WHat is the point in being bitter about anything. It only eats you from the inside out. (Should have I have written that bit about my dad? I won't delete it coz it is the truth).</p> <p>My second Christmas after my mother died was spent in a kids home for unruly bastards (only joking, about the bastards bit). Residential care is a wierd experience. My dad couldn't control me he said. He also told me I killed my mother and that he hated me and I wasn't his daughter. (Should I have written that bit) I am not bothered about it all now. That is why I can talk so freely about it all. (Freely, it has taken me 4 months to write anything on here). SHe died of manengitis by the way. Selfish bitch, only joking...God! Ha ha. I <em>am</em> only joking!!!! Blacksheep, you get my sense of humour, I hope. </p> <p>I lived on the streets for a while after that and then in people's garages and on floors before eventually going into a foster home. They were amazing. CHanged my life around. Left there and went to another foster home, absolute psycho's by the way. Then got a house of my very very own at 15 and a 1/4. Oh, how wonderful social services are. Sorry, I was politically incorrect then, Childhood services. I have got pins and needles now in both feet. I think I need to go for a stroll around the kitchen. </p> <p>Anyway, that is my update about nothing in particular. My arse is now numb too. I really need to move but can't be arsed! Ha ha, get the pun? </p> <p>What is Orange and sounds like a parrot........<br> ............................<br> .................<br> .............<br> .........<br> ......<br> ....<br> ..<br> .<br> A CARROT! </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/11/26/update_about_nothing_in_particular~3353798/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/11/26/update_about_nothing_in_particular~3353798/Mon, 26 Nov 2007 11:55:39 +0100 <p>Well it is Sunday. This time last week I was still unconcious. A litre of vodka does that to you apparently! I have decided to stop drinking all together. Not that I am an alcoholic or anything, but I really scared myself last weekend. I could have killed myself. I didn't know what I was doing. I still have memory loss over it all. I took the front of a taxi on apparently. The bills still hasn't turned up though! lol. I am a classic binge drinker I think. I go out on a weekend and drink as much alcohol as is put in front of me. I usually drink lager, but thought Vodka would be a good idea for some strange reason. WHen I have had a drink, my alter ego (Martha) comes to haunt me. She is very chewy and dryer in sense of humour than normal which which normally leads to upsetting more than a couple of people. SHe is also a terrible flirt. I could do without her for a while. I also miss a whole day on a weekend after a good drink and it puts me in a terrible mood. I am just wondering who I am trying to convince here! Tara <img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/11/25/still_on_the_wagon~3348625/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/11/25/still_on_the_wagon~3348625/Sun, 25 Nov 2007 10:57:22 +0100 <p>Oh my God. I can't believe it is Monday. I can remember going out on Saturday night, something about vodka, waking up with sick in my hair, a bump the size of a tennis ball on the back of my head and not able to move as my back is considered broken. I have cracked the base of my back and the only treatment for it is diazapam and 'keep active'! What the hell is that all about. <img src="/img/smilies/graybigeek.gif" alt="88|" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p>I am seriously never drinking again though. It could have been really dangerous. I am bruised from head to toe where Steven has tried to drag me in the house. You can see finger marks under my arms, bruises. I was throwing myself on the floor apparently. Oh, and I got a bill from the taxi coz I smashed his front head light. Urgh????? I can't believe I am admitting to all this. I should be locked up. Oh and I pissed myself in front of the fire coz I couldn't get my trousers off. Nice! I can't remember any of this of course. I am going back to bed now. See you Wednesday.</p> <p><img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/11/19/lost_sunday_where_i_left_my_back~3320243/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/11/19/lost_sunday_where_i_left_my_back~3320243/Mon, 19 Nov 2007 16:00:35 +0100 <p>Oh, it is good to be back. The B£$%^&ds cut me off. Although not paying the bill didn't help. Hello first to my black sheep, I have not abandoned you and were wondering how you were getting on. I will have a look in a sec. And my little mkfunky. Hope you are a lot happier these days. God, I feel as though I have been missing forever! I am back with a passion! </p> <p>Washing machine finally died and I have been without it for a WHOLE WEEK! I am demented. I know laundry is not one of most people's number one priorities, but with all the kids, the house is now overrun with dirty socks and the like who have adopted a life of their own. I am serious. Stinking isn't the word. They are EVERYWHERE! My God, what an exciting life I have. Tara for now anyway. </p> <p><img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/11/17/hello_hello_hello~3310862/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/11/17/hello_hello_hello~3310862/Sat, 17 Nov 2007 16:01:07 +0100 <p>Child number 2 has got some friends coming over for his birthday at 2pm and the house is a shit hole. I am not tidying it up coz I can't be arsed. Steven can do it. He had been out all morning and I am fed up of tidying up all the time, like all the time. </p> <p>Children numbers 3, 4 and 5 are running through the hall from room to room like screaming crazy people. It is quite funny really. I don't mind as long as they are not killing each other. They are playing the hunting giant castle game apparently. Sounds quite fun. </p> <p>Child number 5 has managed not to poo himself yet this morning, so I will have that to look forward too. Oh joy. Oh, there goes the washing machine. It sounds like a road digger at the moment. The bearings are shot. </p> <p>I am taking all these kids to the pictures for 2.45pm so they should be there for about 2 1/2 hours. Then on to Macdonalds for a processed lung, or two. I am not buying them sweets at the pictures, so I am prepared for a few snotty kids with something to say about that. I don't care, they can't scare me. I've got 5 kids. I am a pro at saying NO! Anyway, if I get them popcorn (or cockporn as child number 1 used to call it) they will only end up throwing it all over the place and getting barred out after 10 minutes and I am planning to get a good 2 hours peace out of this. </p> <p>Ho hum.</p> <p>My fag craving has gone anyway. I have had some toasties and a twirl (chocolate, not the dance version). It is always worse when I am hungry. Steven better hurry up coz he has a lot to do in less than an hour now. I mean, it is a complete shit hole. Big time. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha </p> <p>Am I cruel? Do I care? </p> <p>I just keep telling him he is the best husband in the world. It works every time! </p> <p><img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/11/03/fun_and_games~3239375/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/11/03/fun_and_games~3239375/Sat, 03 Nov 2007 14:04:53 +0100 <p>God, I so want a cigarette. The kids are at their screaming best and I am trying to make toasties in the kitchen, of which child number 2 doesn't like and that is where I usually smoke. Nightmare. Husband is on his way home from football with child number 1. I wish he would hurry up. This stopping smoking thing is really hard. Harder than I thought it would be. I thought it would get easier as the days went on but it is getting harder. I am using the patches so the nicitine is still in my body (read Allen Carr and all that). AArgggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh</p> <p><img src="/img/smilies/icon_crazy.gif" alt=":crazy:" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/11/03/crazy~3239216/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/11/03/crazy~3239216/Sat, 03 Nov 2007 13:25:04 +0100 <p>What is the bast way to catch a fish?</p> <p>Stand straight opposite the person who is throwing at you!</p> <p><img src="/img/smilies/icon_lol.gif" alt=":DD" class="middle" border="0"> <img src="/img/smilies/icon_lol.gif" alt=":DD" class="middle" border="0"> <img src="/img/smilies/icon_lol.gif" alt=":DD" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p><img src="/img/smilies/icon_crazy.gif" alt=":crazy:" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p><img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/11/02/fish~3236140/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/11/02/fish~3236140/Fri, 02 Nov 2007 19:28:19 +0100 <p>I have had a day from hell at work. The junior stropped all afternoon coz she didn't have any money to go out on the razz. Full tantrums and the lot. God, I wasn't like that was I?</p> <p>Child number 2's birthday tomorrow. He will be 11. I feel old all of a sudden. I am sure I am not supposed to be feeling like this at 33. </p> <p>I still haven't had a cigarette. I can't believe I am onto my third day. It was really hard this morning, but I stuck at it, although I think I would have had one if I had had some in the house. Good job I threw them all out (and the bin man had been). I've done that before today. </p> <p>Child number 3 has put stickers all over the keyboard and I can't type any more. Well obviously I can, but you know what I mean. I am totally disorientated. </p> <p>I wonder if I win the Euro Lottery tonight. </p> <p>Child number 3 is telling jokes. Get a load of these.</p> <p>How to crabs communicate over long distances?<br> By Shell phone</p> <p>What is a snake's favourite subject?<br> Hissssssssstory</p> <p>WHat do you call a sick alligator?<br> An illigator</p> <p>(Are you laughing yet?)</p> <p>Why are soldiers scared of the dentist?<br> Because they hate the drill</p> <p>Where did the minister go on holiday?<br> To the Hymn-alayas</p> <p>Which part of the ship did the wrestler travel in?<br> The hold</p> <p>WHat did the dog say when he sat on sand paper?<br> Ruff (Rough)</p> <p>What goes clickerty clickerty plop?<br> A hairdresser falling into a swimming pool</p> <p>Why did the pianist leave the dinner table?<br> Because he had to go for a tinkle</p> <p>GET THE PICTURE?</p> <p>Oh dear! </p> <p><img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/11/02/title~3236045/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/11/02/title~3236045/Fri, 02 Nov 2007 19:07:01 +0100 <p>I am really struggling at the moment. I think I need to get out of the house. The little man is having his lunch and I just can't wait for him to finish so I can get out of here. This craving has been lasting about 15 minutes. <img src="/img/smilies/graybigeek.gif" alt="88|" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p>I think when I get in the car, I will be fine. I need to put my shoes on so will go and do that. God, I sound like a loon......<br> <img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/11/02/i_would_really_like_a_fag~3234645/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/11/02/i_would_really_like_a_fag~3234645/Fri, 02 Nov 2007 13:09:33 +0100 <p>Well, the smell of cat piss has gone from the middle room. I think it was all in my imagination. This stopping smoking lark has revived my sense of smell and I think it is on overdrive. </p> <p>This is my third day of not smoking and I am really pleased with myself. I had a really bad craving about 5 minutes ago, hence I am writing in my blog. It really helps.</p> <p>I should really go shopping but I am still in my PJ's and can't be bothered to get dressed. I am at work at 1pm, so about 12pm will do I think, getting washed I mean, not shopping). </p> <p>That's the good thing about blogs, you can just write a pile of rubbish if you want to and it doesn't really matter. </p> <p>My washing machine is still dying. I think it only has about 3 hours to live. Poor thing. </p> <p>Weel, can't sit here all day spouting crap can I? </p> <p><img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p><img src="/img/smilies/icon_crazy.gif" alt=":crazy:" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/11/02/smells_and_stuff~3234211/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/11/02/smells_and_stuff~3234211/Fri, 02 Nov 2007 11:29:22 +0100 <p>Well, I am on to my third day of not smoking. I can actually sleep without coughing all night. Get in. Watched Bourne Identity last night, it was really good. I still prefer The Assassin though with Bridget Fonda. She is the business. </p> <p>Kids are all cool this morning. Child number 2 is giving out his party invitations today. 8 kids all going to the pictures and then coming back here. Should be fun. Will write more soon</p> <p><img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/11/02/smoking~3233685/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/11/02/smoking~3233685/Fri, 02 Nov 2007 09:23:02 +0100 <p>Well, this is the end of my second day without smoking. I am really pleased with myself. I can actually breathe! Wow, how wierd. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_lol.gif" alt=":DD" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p><img src="/img/smilies/icon_confused.gif" alt=":-/" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p>I have been to the ozzy to visit my friend. She is in the pre-natal ward waiting for a section. Totally fed up and a bit tearful. Tried to cheer her up, so she is feeling a bit better now. Just wish it was all ove for her <img src="/img/smilies/graylaugh.gif" alt=":))" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p><img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/11/01/2nd_day~3232054/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/11/01/2nd_day~3232054/Thu, 01 Nov 2007 22:22:41 +0100 <p>AAAAAAAAArrrrrrrrrggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/10/31/god_i_need_a_cigarette~3224040/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/10/31/god_i_need_a_cigarette~3224040/Wed, 31 Oct 2007 13:56:20 +0100 <p>Just come in from taking child number 5 to nursery and the bloody dog has ripped the bin bag in the kitchen to pieces. I have lost my bin. How can you lose a bloody bin? </p> <p>Postman had also been. Bailiff letter through the door, get in! Oh the joys of life........<img src="/img/smilies/icon_lalala.gif" alt=":lalala:" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p><img src="/img/smilies/icon_rolleyes.gif" alt=":roll:" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/10/31/bloody_dog~3224038/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/10/31/bloody_dog~3224038/Wed, 31 Oct 2007 13:55:17 +0100 <p>Couldn't find anything. I think it is all in my imagination. CHild number 1 can't smell anything either, so will look later. God, you can tell I have stopped smoking. I am gonna have about 565 posts today alone. Just went out into the garage to check the tumble dryer and there is 10 minutes left, so thought ,'i will have a fag wgile I am waiting'. Nightmare </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/10/31/cat_smell~3223811/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/10/31/cat_smell~3223811/Wed, 31 Oct 2007 13:07:37 +0100 <p>The middle room smells of cat piss. I think I am gonna have go and investigate. George is getting rather old now, so if I find anything, it will probably be him. He is hubbies cat and he doesn't like me, so he always gets the blame. My cat, *Timmy* <img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":>>" class="middle" border="0"> doesn't even get the blame for anything. He is an angel. The cats are now 12 and 14. They have both been neutered so their whiss shouldn't smell, so it will probably be feline poooooooo. Oh joy. I think I will get the rubber gloves out. Well, here goes..............wish me luck!!! <img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/10/31/cats_whiss~3223753/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/10/31/cats_whiss~3223753/Wed, 31 Oct 2007 12:56:26 +0100 <p>I have decided to stop smoking today, again. I have my patch on, under my bra. It is the only way I can keep it on. I have decided that every time I want a cigarette, I am going to write in my blog.</p> <p>I normally smoke when I have a drink so I have also stopped drinking alcohol. I went out last Friday night again and concurently lost 3 days of my life, so that has to stop. It was great though! </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/10/31/stopping_smoking_again~3223703/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/10/31/stopping_smoking_again~3223703/Wed, 31 Oct 2007 12:47:29 +0100 <p>Well, the ironing pile is still reproducing. It is threatening to take over the world at the moment. I went through my washing pile aswell last night. I sorted out loads to get rid of and put the rest in the bath. I swear, I filled the bath and doubled it again with over flowing vengence. Some of that stuff has been in there for years. I kept putting piles of washing on my knee and this morning I have come out in some sort of rash. Must be all the dust mites, urghhhh!!!!!!! <img src="/img/smilies/icon_rolleyes.gif" alt=":roll:" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p>Washing machine has just stopped and I can't believe I am still sitting here typing this. Normally I am like a rabbit out of the trap, running for dear life to change loads like a psycho loon. I must be losing my touch. (It minimises wasted laundry time you see!) </p> <p>Child number 1 is off school today and she is genuinely ill. She asked me how I could tell she wasn't faking. I think she wanted to know so she could practice for when she just can't be arsed to go. God my kids are clever. </p> <p>All the others are at school, apart from child number 5 of course, my little buddy. He is at nursery this afternoon. </p> <p>The dog is grunting at the moment. He thinks he can hear someone trying to break in I think. Maybe there is, I hope they have a fetish about stealing washing! <img src="/img/smilies/icon_lol.gif" alt=":DD" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p>Tara <img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/10/31/ironing_from_hell~3223157/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/10/31/ironing_from_hell~3223157/Wed, 31 Oct 2007 10:54:31 +0100 <p>Alright? Just been to a Halloween party with child number 4. What an experience. It was at her school and the hall was decorated with balloons and the like. My 3 year old doesn't want anything to do with Halloween, coz he recons it is all a bit too scary. I don't blame him. It will give me an excuse to stay at home while husband is out 'trick or treating' with the rest of the kids.</p> <p>I have had quite a productive day today. I have been reading 'Feel Good' by Dr somebody, I can't remember and it is upstairs at the moment. It is all about cognition therapy and bibliotherapy (reading in order to help yourself "self-help"). Changing your negative thought patterns in order to change your emotional state, how you feel in other words. I know all this already, but it easy to forget sometimes when everything gets on top of you all at once. </p> <p>Got loads of ironing done tonight, which is good. I know it is absolutely crazy in comparison to major tragedy, but my ironing pile really pisses me off. <img src="/img/smilies/grayupset.gif" alt=":##" class="middle" border="0"> "Oh, to go in the wardrobe and find clean, crease free clothes. What a luxury!" Look, see how small minded I have become. This stuff wouldn't normally bother me in the slightest. I even got a flat tire the other week and I just thought "so what, we will have to leave it and walk home. Not the end of the world." </p> <p>I will get back to normal eventually. I think it will just take a little time. I have been self absorbed in all this football shite, and haven't seen the bigger picture for a while. I can tell when I am going down with a bit of depression, coz I start to get obsessed with the stupidest things, like dog hairs on the carpet and the dishwasher not being emptied. You know, end of the world stuff, ha ha. See, I can laugh about it now, but a couple of days ago, it could have started world war 3 in here. Psychotic loon!!!!!!!!! <img src="/img/smilies/grayuhoh.gif" alt="U-(" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p>I am a wonderful, kind, loving, intelligent, amazing individual who can try to change the things that can be changed, accept the things I can't change and have the wisdom to know the difference. So there!!!!!!!!! <img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/10/29/count_down_to_halloween~3215604/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/10/29/count_down_to_halloween~3215604/Mon, 29 Oct 2007 21:47:35 +0100 <p>I feel much better this morning. More positive. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"> I walked the kids to school this morning, what a lovely morning. The birds are singing and the Autumn leaves are just beautiful. </p> <p>I have decided that I can't change the world over night, not today anyway. I can only control me, and that's enough for now. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_confused.gif" alt=":-/" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p>I need to phone into work coz Child number 4 has a party after school and I need to stay with her. Only found out last night. MMmmmmm, not sure what I am gonna do about it yet. Good job I have a great boss. She had 4 children quite close together, so she totally understands. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/10/29/monday_mornings~3212050/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/10/29/monday_mornings~3212050/Mon, 29 Oct 2007 10:40:44 +0100 <p>Hello one and all. I am feeling really disheartened this morning. I have felt a bit pooey for the last few days if i am honest. It is the usual pattern. Confrontations with absolute idiots, worrying about it, seeing people in distress, trying to see the bigger picture but can't, chatter box on over-time, not sleeping, tired, not organised, tired, wanting to change the world but can't, you know that sort of thing............ </p> <p>I know I will be back to my normal positive self in a few days, but when you are feeling like this, it is really hard to drag yourself out of it. It is not rational. You know it is self destructive, but doing something about it in this frame of mine is really difficult. </p> <p>Ho Hum.....! <img src="/img/smilies/icon_confused.gif" alt=":-/" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/10/28/oh_dear~3207226/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://whatdidyoudotoday.blog.co.uk/2007/10/28/oh_dear~3207226/Sun, 28 Oct 2007 12:52:31 +0100