All true apart from the sunny bit. Yet another bank holiday weekend passes in a mire of drizzle and rain. It wasn’t too bad actually since Mari and I got to spend sometime together doing absolutely nothing all weekend. In fact the only time we did get out was Sunday afternoon for a spot of bowling.
Saturday we started by watching a few DVD’s Hermana sent over but had also gone and got a couple ourselves. PS I Love you and Sweeny Todd. So we started of with PS I love as we thought it would be a jolly good laugh but boy were we wrong. OK it was funny but my God we spent most of it in floods of tears to be honest. Guess we can all somehow associate ourselves with the lose of someone close even if we actually haven’t been through it. Weird I know. Worth a watch? Yes definitely but be warned this isn’t a happy go lucky film. Sweeny Todd was next and I really was under whelmed with it to be honest. Don’t get me wrong MR Depp is very good and supported well by the cast but it didn’t rock my boat. Finally it was little Miss Sunshine which was the best of the day to be honest.
Sunday we had invited Brunx and hermanita for brunch, so I was on cooking duty. I love cooking but managed to screw up my eggs but at least everyone else’s was ok… I hope. To my surprise they wanted to watch the F1 grand prix from Monaco which was very exciting for a change as it was wet. Had to feel sorry for the Force India driver (Sutil) who was running in fourth. Yes fourth !! for those not in the know Force India are one of the worst teams. Mainly down to budget (they don’t have the power backers like MacClaren or Ferrari). So they don’t have a great car. Anyway he was up to 4th with a few laps left and then was taken out by an out of control Ferrari. I really felt for him.
Then Mari , brunx and I went bowling which turned out to be eventful. Mari has her own ball donated by my Mum. We were on the lane and then a couple of families started bowling on the lane next to us. So we were sharing the Ball returner and stand. After a few goes I got up to ball and the little girl next to us went with her Mum to choice a ball for her turn. Eyeing up Mari’s nice pink she went for it, to which I politely pointed “Sorry that is her ball” pointing at Mari. To which the Mum in a very arrogant and supercilious tone said “ It is NOT HER BALL it is the HOUSE’s BALL”. To which I replied in a slightly pissed off tone “NO it is actually HER ball”. “In that case she should keep it separate” She retorted. “No” I again replied “ It will stay on the machine”. Stupid French/Portugese women. Anyway we all played crap apart from Brunx.
Monday we had right lazy day. Spent most of it in bed. Then took the two hired back and got Charlie Wilson’s war. This was very good and thoroughly enjoyed it.
Peace
Tuesday, 27 May 2008
Thursday, 22 May 2008
All quiet on the western front
First of Apologies for the rant the other day. As you can tell I was rather pissed off. Not because of what she said as to be honest I am used to it and ignore just about everything the old battle axe says. However it did affect Mrs h and that affects me. We are now getting through it and like I said it should that we are stronger.
Nothing much else to report. Mrs H’s job search goes on. Plenty of calls from agencies but they are bit like estate agents I find. Useless as crap but we will keep going and hopefully something will come up.
Short one today I have a bitch of a head hurt…..mmmm cakes woo hoo
Nothing much else to report. Mrs H’s job search goes on. Plenty of calls from agencies but they are bit like estate agents I find. Useless as crap but we will keep going and hopefully something will come up.
Short one today I have a bitch of a head hurt…..mmmm cakes woo hoo
Monday, 19 May 2008
Things that make you mmmmm
** Warning may contain swearing, in fact having read it again it does **
It’s been a while since I had a rant and it is going to be a fucking good one. As I am sure you can tell already. Right as you may remember a few days ago I mention that the bitch I was once married to wanted to have a chat. You may also remember that I speculated on a few things that she might have wanted to talk about. Well it seems I was wrong about them all.
You may also remember that I mentioned going to a meeting at the school about CN’s progress and I happened to mention that Mrs H was trying to teach CN about periods. Now I mentioned this at the time, not to stick two fingers up at her (the Bitchwife), but more to stimulate some debate about it. You know are we doing the right thing, the wrong. I figured as we were being proactive, it was a good thing. I also felt going to the school and saying how are you going to teach our daughter about these things was stupid. I believe that there some things that should be taught at home, or at least discussed at home first. Am I right? Now I have never had blood pour out of my vagina so I have no idea how that feels. However I know when my body started to change and I had urges, it was pretty fucking scary and since my old man was away a lot, no one ever explained things to me. So what I didn’t want is for CN to start having these things and think SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT.
Anyway the stupid bint rang me last night to tell me. That the last weekend that she had CN (Funnily enough the weekend after we had the meeting at the school), she had grabbed her trousers and pants and tried to pull them down in the garden. Saying “eeeeewwww Mari” to which she said “ Are you talking about periods?” and of course apparently She said “yes”. So the cow was ringing me to tell me that she is sure Mari wouldn’t want her doing that in public and she certainly didn’t. Now I have a few problems with this message.
1) CN has never never grabbed her pants and tried to pull them down in public or even in private.
2) If you ask CN a leading question and she doesn’t know what you are talking about she normally says “Yes”. Ie CN is the sky made out of blue cheese? Etc etc
3) This is the kicker right. We actually started talking to her months ago about it. So seems rather ironic that she has only done this now….mmmmm and and and we actually haven’t done it for a while.
4) Mrs H never shoved a used dirt towel in her face and went “look look blood”. She has been very gentle and caring about how to do it to not scare her.
It really is so pathetic and childish. She did the same when Mrs H and I moved in. We did the right thing by telling her and she was like all smiles and “I am soooo happy for you”………. bollocks. Then not two fucking days later she tried to fleece me for some more money. This time I had the proof I was right with the amounts I was paying, in fact it proved I was paying too much.
You see the thing that pisses me off is she could not be mature about it. You know talk to CN about it (if that indeed happened), or mature enough to ring us before hand and talk to Mrs H about what was going to happen and how we all should deal with it. No this bitch had to ring and try and have indirect go at us for trying to be proactive. What fucking right does she have? I mean I am not a total tosser and can see that CN having another women (who CN loves ) in her life must be hard. However I am in the same position and welcome her partners input. In fact anyone who can teach her something has my support since this about CN now. Perhaps she shouldn’t have wanted to leave her at the hospital when she was born. Maybe not wanting to have anything to do with her for the first four years of her life had something to do with it. Maybe her telling me that she would care for her but I would have to love her had some inpact. Perhaps the suicide threats (including the writing of the notes and taking the pills out) has something to do with the fact the CN feels closer to me (and now Mrs H) and the only way this control freaking arrogant bitch can save face is try and destroy that bond. Well it fucking failed. This has actually drawn us closer.
Right I am finished normal boring shite tomorrow. Please feel free to tell me if I am wrong, I am actually interested in anyone’s views.
It’s been a while since I had a rant and it is going to be a fucking good one. As I am sure you can tell already. Right as you may remember a few days ago I mention that the bitch I was once married to wanted to have a chat. You may also remember that I speculated on a few things that she might have wanted to talk about. Well it seems I was wrong about them all.
You may also remember that I mentioned going to a meeting at the school about CN’s progress and I happened to mention that Mrs H was trying to teach CN about periods. Now I mentioned this at the time, not to stick two fingers up at her (the Bitchwife), but more to stimulate some debate about it. You know are we doing the right thing, the wrong. I figured as we were being proactive, it was a good thing. I also felt going to the school and saying how are you going to teach our daughter about these things was stupid. I believe that there some things that should be taught at home, or at least discussed at home first. Am I right? Now I have never had blood pour out of my vagina so I have no idea how that feels. However I know when my body started to change and I had urges, it was pretty fucking scary and since my old man was away a lot, no one ever explained things to me. So what I didn’t want is for CN to start having these things and think SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT.
Anyway the stupid bint rang me last night to tell me. That the last weekend that she had CN (Funnily enough the weekend after we had the meeting at the school), she had grabbed her trousers and pants and tried to pull them down in the garden. Saying “eeeeewwww Mari” to which she said “ Are you talking about periods?” and of course apparently She said “yes”. So the cow was ringing me to tell me that she is sure Mari wouldn’t want her doing that in public and she certainly didn’t. Now I have a few problems with this message.
1) CN has never never grabbed her pants and tried to pull them down in public or even in private.
2) If you ask CN a leading question and she doesn’t know what you are talking about she normally says “Yes”. Ie CN is the sky made out of blue cheese? Etc etc
3) This is the kicker right. We actually started talking to her months ago about it. So seems rather ironic that she has only done this now….mmmmm and and and we actually haven’t done it for a while.
4) Mrs H never shoved a used dirt towel in her face and went “look look blood”. She has been very gentle and caring about how to do it to not scare her.
It really is so pathetic and childish. She did the same when Mrs H and I moved in. We did the right thing by telling her and she was like all smiles and “I am soooo happy for you”………. bollocks. Then not two fucking days later she tried to fleece me for some more money. This time I had the proof I was right with the amounts I was paying, in fact it proved I was paying too much.
You see the thing that pisses me off is she could not be mature about it. You know talk to CN about it (if that indeed happened), or mature enough to ring us before hand and talk to Mrs H about what was going to happen and how we all should deal with it. No this bitch had to ring and try and have indirect go at us for trying to be proactive. What fucking right does she have? I mean I am not a total tosser and can see that CN having another women (who CN loves ) in her life must be hard. However I am in the same position and welcome her partners input. In fact anyone who can teach her something has my support since this about CN now. Perhaps she shouldn’t have wanted to leave her at the hospital when she was born. Maybe not wanting to have anything to do with her for the first four years of her life had something to do with it. Maybe her telling me that she would care for her but I would have to love her had some inpact. Perhaps the suicide threats (including the writing of the notes and taking the pills out) has something to do with the fact the CN feels closer to me (and now Mrs H) and the only way this control freaking arrogant bitch can save face is try and destroy that bond. Well it fucking failed. This has actually drawn us closer.
Right I am finished normal boring shite tomorrow. Please feel free to tell me if I am wrong, I am actually interested in anyone’s views.
Pathetic and childish ( a angry mans rant)
** Warning may contain swearing, in fact having read it again it does **
It’s been a while since I had a rant and it is going to be a fucking good one. As I am sure you can tell already. Right as you may remember a few days ago I mention that the bitch I was once married to wanted to have a chat. You may also remember that I speculated on a few things that she might have wanted to talk about. Well it seems I was wrong about them all.
You may also remember that I mentioned going to a meeting at the school about CN’s progress and I happened to mention that Mrs H was trying to teach CN about periods. Now I mentioned this at the time, not to stick two fingers up at her (the Bitchwife), but more to stimulate some debate about it. You know are we doing the right thing, the wrong. I figured as we were being proactive, it was a good thing. I also felt going to the school and saying how are you going to teach our daughter about these things was stupid. I believe that there some things that should be taught at home, or at least discussed at home first. Am I right? Now I have never had blood pour out of my vagina so I have no idea how that feels. However I know when my body started to change and I had urges, it was pretty fucking scary and since my old man was away a lot, no one ever explained things to me. So what I didn’t want is for CN to start having these things and think SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT.
Anyway the stupid bint rang me last night to tell me. That the last weekend that she had CN (Funnily enough the weekend after we had the meeting at the school), she had grabbed her trousers and pants and tried to pull them down in the garden. Saying “eeeeewwww Mari” to which she said “ Are you talking about periods?” and of course apparently She said “yes”. So the cow was ringing me to tell me that she is sure Mari wouldn’t want her doing that in public and she certainly didn’t. Now I have a few problems with this message.
1) CN has never never grabbed her pants and tried to pull them down in public or even in private.
2) If you ask CN a leading question and she doesn’t know what you are talking about she normally says “Yes”. Ie CN is the sky made out of blue cheese? Etc etc
3) This is the kicker right. We actually started talking to her months ago about it. So seems rather ironic that she has only done this now….mmmmm and and and we actually haven’t done it for a while.
4) Mrs H never shoved a used dirt towel in her face and went “look look blood”. She has been very gentle and caring about how to do it to not scare her.
It really is so pathetic and childish. She did the same when Mrs H and I moved in. We did the right thing by telling her and she was like all smiles and “I am soooo happy for you”………. bollocks. Then not two fucking days later she tried to fleece me for some more money. This time I had the proof I was right with the amounts I was paying, in fact it proved I was paying too much.
You see the thing that pisses me off is she could not be mature about it. You know talk to CN about it (if that indeed happened), or mature enough to ring us before hand and talk to Mrs H about what was going to happen and how we all should deal with it. No this bitch had to ring and try and have indirect go at us for trying to be proactive. What fucking right does she have? I mean I am not a total tosser and can see that CN having another women (who CN loves ) in her life must be hard. However I am in the same position and welcome her partners input. In fact anyone who can teach her something has my support since this about CN now. Perhaps she shouldn’t have wanted to leave her at the hospital when she was born. Maybe not wanting to have anything to do with her for the first four years of her life had something to do with it. Maybe her telling me that she would care for her but I would have to love her had some inpact. Perhaps the suicide threats (including the writing of the notes and taking the pills out) has something to do with the fact the CN feels closer to me (and now Mrs H) and the only way this control freaking arrogant bitch can save face is try and destroy that bond. Well it fucking failed. This has actually drawn us closer.
Right I am finished normal boring shite tomorrow. Please feel free to tell me if I am wrong, I am actually interested in anyone’s views.
It’s been a while since I had a rant and it is going to be a fucking good one. As I am sure you can tell already. Right as you may remember a few days ago I mention that the bitch I was once married to wanted to have a chat. You may also remember that I speculated on a few things that she might have wanted to talk about. Well it seems I was wrong about them all.
You may also remember that I mentioned going to a meeting at the school about CN’s progress and I happened to mention that Mrs H was trying to teach CN about periods. Now I mentioned this at the time, not to stick two fingers up at her (the Bitchwife), but more to stimulate some debate about it. You know are we doing the right thing, the wrong. I figured as we were being proactive, it was a good thing. I also felt going to the school and saying how are you going to teach our daughter about these things was stupid. I believe that there some things that should be taught at home, or at least discussed at home first. Am I right? Now I have never had blood pour out of my vagina so I have no idea how that feels. However I know when my body started to change and I had urges, it was pretty fucking scary and since my old man was away a lot, no one ever explained things to me. So what I didn’t want is for CN to start having these things and think SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT.
Anyway the stupid bint rang me last night to tell me. That the last weekend that she had CN (Funnily enough the weekend after we had the meeting at the school), she had grabbed her trousers and pants and tried to pull them down in the garden. Saying “eeeeewwww Mari” to which she said “ Are you talking about periods?” and of course apparently She said “yes”. So the cow was ringing me to tell me that she is sure Mari wouldn’t want her doing that in public and she certainly didn’t. Now I have a few problems with this message.
1) CN has never never grabbed her pants and tried to pull them down in public or even in private.
2) If you ask CN a leading question and she doesn’t know what you are talking about she normally says “Yes”. Ie CN is the sky made out of blue cheese? Etc etc
3) This is the kicker right. We actually started talking to her months ago about it. So seems rather ironic that she has only done this now….mmmmm and and and we actually haven’t done it for a while.
4) Mrs H never shoved a used dirt towel in her face and went “look look blood”. She has been very gentle and caring about how to do it to not scare her.
It really is so pathetic and childish. She did the same when Mrs H and I moved in. We did the right thing by telling her and she was like all smiles and “I am soooo happy for you”………. bollocks. Then not two fucking days later she tried to fleece me for some more money. This time I had the proof I was right with the amounts I was paying, in fact it proved I was paying too much.
You see the thing that pisses me off is she could not be mature about it. You know talk to CN about it (if that indeed happened), or mature enough to ring us before hand and talk to Mrs H about what was going to happen and how we all should deal with it. No this bitch had to ring and try and have indirect go at us for trying to be proactive. What fucking right does she have? I mean I am not a total tosser and can see that CN having another women (who CN loves ) in her life must be hard. However I am in the same position and welcome her partners input. In fact anyone who can teach her something has my support since this about CN now. Perhaps she shouldn’t have wanted to leave her at the hospital when she was born. Maybe not wanting to have anything to do with her for the first four years of her life had something to do with it. Maybe her telling me that she would care for her but I would have to love her had some inpact. Perhaps the suicide threats (including the writing of the notes and taking the pills out) has something to do with the fact the CN feels closer to me (and now Mrs H) and the only way this control freaking arrogant bitch can save face is try and destroy that bond. Well it fucking failed. This has actually drawn us closer.
Right I am finished normal boring shite tomorrow. Please feel free to tell me if I am wrong, I am actually interested in anyone’s views.
Swing batter batter batter
It has been a busy few days in the H house hold. Lets start with Friday and the good news. Got home with Mrs H to find that we had two notes from companies that had tried to deliver various things. One was my softball glove and the other from the home office. Cue a mad dash to first ring the delivery company for the glove to find out when I could pick it up or if they were going to re-deliver on Saturday. Turns out the next delivery were was on Monday so decided to go there on the Saturday to pick it up. Then a mad dash to the post office round the corner to pick up the envelope containing our passports which contains Mrs H’s new visa…….woo hoo . This means she is allowed to stay in the country without having to study and also mean’s she can work full time. Which we are really excited about.
Not much to report on Saturday except that CN decided to get up at 6am and make breakfast. Actually she did very well. Moved the plant of the table, opened the curtains, put all the cereals on the table, including milk. We have decide to not get annoyed at the early waking up and instead let her get up but she has to understand that we are not getting up then. Been doing this for a couple of days now and she is getting used to it. The only problem on this day was she decided to wash up her bowl first by using a whole bottle of washing up liquid. A short sharp word, a re-education and we hope it won’t happen again. I guess it could be worse she could have poured it over the carpet or in the fridge or something like that. It is amazing how independent she is becoming and we can’t really get cross when she is trying to do things on her own. We also popped out to get the glove. Then it was to friends for a small party, again CN doing very well by entertaining herself.
Sunday is game time. Now before I start I have to say how amazing my wife is. You see I am not used to someone sharing and supporting me in my adventures or sports. So I am really thrilled that Mrs H does this. I was a little concerned that I was being selfish by playing softball on Sunday. However Mrs H had a long talk to me on Saturday night and said that she was really glad I was doing it and that she enjoyed spending time with CN. So Sunday I packed the Girls a lovely Picnic and we all headed to the park. In my mind I was only going to play as long as both my girls were happy and as soon as one said they want to go I was prepared to leave. Anyway turns out that they were having so much fun It was never a problem. In fact it was me that said it was time to go.
So Softball. You see I am now part of a larger community and I am trying to integrate in the best way I know how. I wasn’t blessed with brains, good lucks or the ability to make small talk (especially in another language). However what I was blessed with was hand eye coordination. So in order to get to know people better I though I would join the Vcrew Softball game (well a knock about in a park). Having never played before it was all a bit un-natural having to use a glove to catch. Having watched baseball I knew some of the rules and had played the odd game (very badly). So this was the first time I had played proper and I really enjoyed it. Once I got used to using the glove (thanks Brunx) and that a forward defence is not used, I was in my element. 3 catches, 4 run outs/tags, Couple of basehits and one almighty bosh that saw 2 of our team home.
The only draw back is I ache so badly this morning.
Not much to report on Saturday except that CN decided to get up at 6am and make breakfast. Actually she did very well. Moved the plant of the table, opened the curtains, put all the cereals on the table, including milk. We have decide to not get annoyed at the early waking up and instead let her get up but she has to understand that we are not getting up then. Been doing this for a couple of days now and she is getting used to it. The only problem on this day was she decided to wash up her bowl first by using a whole bottle of washing up liquid. A short sharp word, a re-education and we hope it won’t happen again. I guess it could be worse she could have poured it over the carpet or in the fridge or something like that. It is amazing how independent she is becoming and we can’t really get cross when she is trying to do things on her own. We also popped out to get the glove. Then it was to friends for a small party, again CN doing very well by entertaining herself.
Sunday is game time. Now before I start I have to say how amazing my wife is. You see I am not used to someone sharing and supporting me in my adventures or sports. So I am really thrilled that Mrs H does this. I was a little concerned that I was being selfish by playing softball on Sunday. However Mrs H had a long talk to me on Saturday night and said that she was really glad I was doing it and that she enjoyed spending time with CN. So Sunday I packed the Girls a lovely Picnic and we all headed to the park. In my mind I was only going to play as long as both my girls were happy and as soon as one said they want to go I was prepared to leave. Anyway turns out that they were having so much fun It was never a problem. In fact it was me that said it was time to go.
So Softball. You see I am now part of a larger community and I am trying to integrate in the best way I know how. I wasn’t blessed with brains, good lucks or the ability to make small talk (especially in another language). However what I was blessed with was hand eye coordination. So in order to get to know people better I though I would join the Vcrew Softball game (well a knock about in a park). Having never played before it was all a bit un-natural having to use a glove to catch. Having watched baseball I knew some of the rules and had played the odd game (very badly). So this was the first time I had played proper and I really enjoyed it. Once I got used to using the glove (thanks Brunx) and that a forward defence is not used, I was in my element. 3 catches, 4 run outs/tags, Couple of basehits and one almighty bosh that saw 2 of our team home.
The only draw back is I ache so badly this morning.
Friday, 16 May 2008
Oooouuuchhh
Finally been able to get back into the gym. I generally hate having a long break from it because when I go back I tend ache like motherf**ker for the first few days after. Still starting to feel a bit better about myself. I get to a point where I don’t feel fat but unhealthy.
Anyway joined the Vcrew softball team and our first practise is on Sunday. Had to order a glove which should be here today……woo hoo.
Mrs H has been applying for jobs and hopefully will get something out of the applications. She is also trying to study for her ACCA exam next month. Right my job is to keep her from going mad or not driving her so.
Still no word from HER about what she wanted. Can’t be that important, can it??
G
Anyway joined the Vcrew softball team and our first practise is on Sunday. Had to order a glove which should be here today……woo hoo.
Mrs H has been applying for jobs and hopefully will get something out of the applications. She is also trying to study for her ACCA exam next month. Right my job is to keep her from going mad or not driving her so.
Still no word from HER about what she wanted. Can’t be that important, can it??
G
Tuesday, 13 May 2008
So we wait!!
It can never be a good thing when you ex – wife wants to make an appointment with you to talk about something personal can it? Yesterday I recommend that now Mrs H and Her partner which big parts in CN life they should attend the numerous meetings we have too. Thinking that I would a verbal bashing she actually agreed it was a good idea and wanted to know if she could call me later to discuss a personal matter. Sorted out that six would be a good a time. As usual she didn’t ring. So what can this thing be? Could it be any of the following;
They are moving.
They are moving far away.
They are getting married.
Something else.
Guess I will have o wait and see. Hoping it is the third option to be honest, but you never know.
Daddy’s green car passed her MOT yesterday, which was a relief as I thought it would it fail on the emissions.
That’s all will update ya if I find out anything.
They are moving.
They are moving far away.
They are getting married.
Something else.
Guess I will have o wait and see. Hoping it is the third option to be honest, but you never know.
Daddy’s green car passed her MOT yesterday, which was a relief as I thought it would it fail on the emissions.
That’s all will update ya if I find out anything.
Monday, 12 May 2008
Fifteen Love
Another weekend flies by in a blur, but a very nice blur. It started on Friday night with a very weird night down at the LV lounge for a Latin Party. There seemed to be a bit of tension between two sets of lads. Looked like Latino’s (brazilian, I am guessing) and Polish types. Luckily nothing kicked off but it did look like it was going to. Then we had two blonde tarts dancing like they were in a strip club (ok they left there clothes on but really !!!). Hezuz !! I must be getting old there was a time I would have found that alluring (Like most of the young boys did in the club), but to be honest I found it a bit sad. Turns out one of the girls might have been with one of the groups that were sizing each other up. So maybe that is why. Then another very pissed up girl tried to kiss hermana’s chest. After that we decided it was time to hall ass home.
Saturday was chores day (as my Gran used to say. R.I.P). First it was off to the charity shop with several big bags of clothes we don’t wear anymore. I miss my shell suite!!!. Then I tried to find a softball glove. “What??” I hear you cry. Yes a softball glove. Which was bit like trying to find Gordon Browns Personality? The reason for this was caused by the V crew wanting to arrange a softball practice on Sunday (as the weather was good). Sadly I failed miserably as the only thing I could find in the whole of this town was kids Baseball gloves. Since I was looked for one for Bruno too and I have no clue what I was looking for. I decided not to get anything and wait for him and go in on Sunday morning before the practice. After that we headed to halifords and then for shopping. That Night we got some DVD’s. I thought best if the girls decided as I had been promised IRONMAN on Sunday. They chose well. The Best man, which having never heard off was actually very funny and Monster in law.
Sunday I gave Brunex a quick bell to see how their gig went and what the plan was. Unfortunately due to lack of response from the V crew, softball was cancelled. So we basically vegged on the sofa until about three thirty when we got changed to go and watch a friends daughter play a tennis match (which she won 6-0,6-0). Then it was off to IRONMAN. Which I found very entertaining. The Cinema was very cold though. Was told to wait until the end of the credits because there is an extra bit. Didn’t really rock my world but I am told by DM that in the world of comic books it is huge, the bit at the end that is.
Well that was it, another cracking Sunny, Yes Sunny, weekend in blighty.
Saturday was chores day (as my Gran used to say. R.I.P). First it was off to the charity shop with several big bags of clothes we don’t wear anymore. I miss my shell suite!!!. Then I tried to find a softball glove. “What??” I hear you cry. Yes a softball glove. Which was bit like trying to find Gordon Browns Personality? The reason for this was caused by the V crew wanting to arrange a softball practice on Sunday (as the weather was good). Sadly I failed miserably as the only thing I could find in the whole of this town was kids Baseball gloves. Since I was looked for one for Bruno too and I have no clue what I was looking for. I decided not to get anything and wait for him and go in on Sunday morning before the practice. After that we headed to halifords and then for shopping. That Night we got some DVD’s. I thought best if the girls decided as I had been promised IRONMAN on Sunday. They chose well. The Best man, which having never heard off was actually very funny and Monster in law.
Sunday I gave Brunex a quick bell to see how their gig went and what the plan was. Unfortunately due to lack of response from the V crew, softball was cancelled. So we basically vegged on the sofa until about three thirty when we got changed to go and watch a friends daughter play a tennis match (which she won 6-0,6-0). Then it was off to IRONMAN. Which I found very entertaining. The Cinema was very cold though. Was told to wait until the end of the credits because there is an extra bit. Didn’t really rock my world but I am told by DM that in the world of comic books it is huge, the bit at the end that is.
Well that was it, another cracking Sunny, Yes Sunny, weekend in blighty.
Friday, 9 May 2008
Slow day in China town
It’s been a quiet few days in the H houshold. CN on Wednesday night followed by more work. Only real point of interest was yesterday I had a meeting at the school about CN, to discuss her progress. Seems she is doing really well and the school are happy with her progress. The subject of her becoming a woman came up which
a)Still scares the crap out of me.
b)Seems Mrs H and I (to be honest just Mrs H) are taking the lead on this as the other one hasn’t even thought about it
c)Still scares the crap out of me.
Sorry only a short one today as like I said not a lot going on and it is Fridayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy BABY!!!
Plans for the weekend include, cleaning (yuk), Shopping, DVD night and Ironman on Sunday.
Peace and Love
Wednesday, 7 May 2008
The last class
Tuesday’s have normally been a long day for us. Normally we are up at 6 am to take Mrs H to work for 6.30. I then head into work. She finishes work at 9.30 and then heads to school to study for her ACCA (accounting). We meet at home at about 4.30pm. Have a quick spot of dinner and then out to night school. I was studying Spanish in the beginner’s class and Mrs H teaches the intermediate one. Anyway we normally finish at 9pm and get home at 9.30 as it is some distance from the house. Before me and Mrs H went out together she had to catch a dodgy bus and that took even longer. Sooooo anyway she has decided that she is no longer going to teach there. It turned out to be a long day and once we paid for petrol and my course the prophet she made was not really worth the hassle. That being the case last night was the last lesson for us. I got to admit I am tad glad although wondering how I will learn Spanish now.
In other news ummmmm I was actually going to blog about my misspent youth in bowling alleys, which is how I got rather good at it.
Sorry rather short and dull today (yes I can hear you say “and what’s new”) still recovering from a very busy few weeks.
Peace and love
In other news ummmmm I was actually going to blog about my misspent youth in bowling alleys, which is how I got rather good at it.
Sorry rather short and dull today (yes I can hear you say “and what’s new”) still recovering from a very busy few weeks.
Peace and love
Tuesday, 6 May 2008
Arnold the Barber
As Mrs H will tell you sometimes I have the most bizarre dreams and lastnights was no exception. I was getting my hair cut a barbers (Now I haven’t done that in about 8 years to be honest, which is down to the cost for what I have done. £6 for a number 1 all over is ridiculous so I bought a pair of clippers and do it myself ) so that was a bit weird. Anyone who should be cutting my hair but the terminator himself Arnold Swartzenegger (or however you spell you it).
So for the first time in as long as can remember we actually had a good bank holiday week weather wise. You see for all those outside the UK in May we have 2 bank holiday Mondays. One at the beginning and one at the end, so basically a long weekend. Seeing as it is summer it is supposed to lovely but normally ends up pissing it down for the whole weekend. However this year it held out for some cracking weather. Which means we were able to fit everything we wanted to do in. That included a model aircraft airshow (Well it was a day out anyway) on Saturday. Bowling on Sunday and then a BBQ on Monday. Was very tired after it all to be honest and the Alarm clock was a bit of shock this morning.
Hope you all had a great weekend.
So for the first time in as long as can remember we actually had a good bank holiday week weather wise. You see for all those outside the UK in May we have 2 bank holiday Mondays. One at the beginning and one at the end, so basically a long weekend. Seeing as it is summer it is supposed to lovely but normally ends up pissing it down for the whole weekend. However this year it held out for some cracking weather. Which means we were able to fit everything we wanted to do in. That included a model aircraft airshow (Well it was a day out anyway) on Saturday. Bowling on Sunday and then a BBQ on Monday. Was very tired after it all to be honest and the Alarm clock was a bit of shock this morning.
Hope you all had a great weekend.
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